You
You flow out of my lips
Like wine gushing from a fountain
You make me stare at your hips
Like the peak of a huge mountain
You tear up my eyes
With your graceful smile
You do say goodbyes
With only one dial
You turn me on
With a single kiss
You call me Hon
While I call you Miss
You are my she
And I'm your He
You're all I see
Now, this' from me...
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