Consuming Love
The love of innocent ways
Is giving it going to pay
To be valued how very nice
Indeed, frozen as cold as ice
The sun's warming rays
Gently melting me away
How sweet, how kind, to be the wine
Drink up, get your fill, I'm going to spill
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