You

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You

Just you

No one else but you

Could make my eyes turn so white

As a frisson of pleasure shakes me alive

It's you

And only you

No body else but you

Could draw me in ink so black

You taste heavenly I could almost die

Baby you

It will always be you

No other person but you

Could explore me in areas morally so gray

You're of an exquisite beauty, ethereal

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