Monsieur will you kiss me?
Take my hand as we flee?
Good sir will you miss me?
Holding hands, feeling free?
Sweet one will you whisk me?
Away to the land upon that far away sea?
Dear guy will you take me?
Envelope me under the trees?
Monsieur will you kiss me?
Stay with me?
Protect me?
Hold me?
Will you?
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The Orange Trees
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