In Love
I'm drunk but God knows I never had a sip.
It is all in the taste of your words.
I'm high, dopamine on skyrocket and
It is all in the gold of your eyes.
My heart is at 197 and I swear
It is all in the tip of your touch.
I am in a fever and I blame
The perfume on your neck.
I am in love and I blame you entirely.
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