Cinquante

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You taste like honey on a soft summer breeze.
I'd like to delight in the company of a swarm of bees
if they would give me a cure to this obsession.
The way you smile sends my heart on a journey it will most likely not return from.
Hold me close to you so that I can boast of having my own private source of honey.

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