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You were simply a song,
Repeatedly playing in my head.
The image of you was stuck,
It wouldn’t stop at all.
Then you would speak,
The sound was a new harmony.
Your body was the chorus,
Reminding me of why I liked the tune.
The beautiful notes that made you,
Filled your skin with beautiful pigment.
They were dark and very smooth,
Never a flat or rough moment.
I craved that feeling you gave me,
Then craved for our melodies to mix.
The thought of your deep skin on mine,
It was a hook my pale body played.
My goodness our contrast would be great,
Our collision would be like no other.
It’s just your song that takes over me,
You are all I wanted and more.
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