Deliciously on my tongue, your name is the only treat.
And bursting like bubble gum, my heart knowing no retreat.
How far can we go compete? Who knows what tomorrow brings.
And piercing myself - so sweet -
The smell of my burning wings
From circling you like the sun,
From coming so high, too high!
And maybe you are the one,
But answer me simply why?
deliciously
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