International Lover (6/9/23)

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She kissed me with

The tongue

Of an international lover

No bother

One moment she'll speak

With me

The next she don't even know

What to say

Maybe she's just lost in translation

I'm like a lost boy

We're at dismay

Dreamer of the clouds

Thinking about her

I turn away for answers

But maybe they're all

Within her

She pleases me with lips

Of a sinner

But she's everything

Perfect to me

I kiss her with passion

I am her international lover

Red wine in Memmingen

Dark night and all red I see

On her lips, she takes me in

Dark night in my black nightdress

Nightstand and naked in Memmingen

I take her in

Between me and her

We speak the same language

This truth

This love

Is real

I praise her name

She loves my heart

She's in Memmingen

And she's mine.

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