Every bump upon my skin is a melody so sweet,
Press your lips against me, and we’ll rise above the street!
Every blade of grass upon me is a garden, Eden-grown,
Pluck it with your teeth, and hear the passion’s undertone!
Every hollow on my skin is a path for you to stray,
But watch yourself, my darling, don’t get lost along the way!
And every hill along the road is a masterpiece divine,
To which I’ll dedicate the very best of every verse of mine!
Sweet melody
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