Tongue of honey / silky and sweet / words written in the sky / like golden ink / intertwined with the rays / my soul dances with your speech / but you're sipping on champagne / it's as pink as your cheeks / you've set me ablaze / but you can't see the colours / everything looks the same through rose-tinted glasses.
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Sorry Grapes, but the Glitter Gluman converted me.
