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The Swan
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I might be wrong
But I expect this psalm to set things straight,
To figure out that she's the Swan's embrace.
To watch her on the beach.
To touch her legs and knees.
To be the only thing the she won't forget.
You might belong to him
But you taste the beast the same
And every time I kneel towards the sun
I am one; I am Autumn's fawn.
To cross her heart and hips,
To touch and taste her lips.
To be the only thing she won't forget.
To watch her on the beach.
To bless her hands and feet,
Her breath against the breeze.
To taste her tongue and teeth.
To brush against her leaves
And walk above the sea.
A kiss upon the cheek,
A soft epiphany.
To be the only thing she won't forget.
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