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I Love You
I say pleasure is pain, And pain is pleasure, With the lust remaining the same. My body against yours, Your lips pressed against mine, Sitting here thinking, This is a sure sign, That I love you. The sound of your voice, so deep and soothing, The only thing that keeps me moving. Pinch me now, I feel like I'm dreaming, Or leave me here, safe from screaming. How can I describe this? It feels like ecstasy, drowning in your kiss. Hold me now, forever and a day, Or let our whole entire lives float away. Singing softly in your arms, whispering to the trees, stay from harm. Dont keep me here forever, I'll be your sweet surrender. So hold me now, don't let go, Let this city of love eternally glow. Brimming with fire, gold and red, Until our love is fully fed. I say pleasure is pain, And pain is pleasure, With the lust remaining the same. My body against yours, Your lips pressed against mine, Sitting here thinking, This is a sure sign, That I love you. I love you.
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