She's a diamond. I want to mine her, body and soul.
She's a sea and I have to swim in her ocean.
She's magic. As quickly as she came she disappeared, and I am under her spell.
Now as azure as the sky in which she flies and all that jazz. I smell of sax and a bass-line walking.
An entire world of blue. Oh what to do?
Isn't that just the way? A transient smile upon a face. Spirits pushed then pulled apart for we have no place.
I no longer hold it against her, my body nor resentment.
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