Like the stars don't dance in your eyes
Like honey doesn't drip from your lips
Like gold doesn't flow through your veins
And shines through your skin
Like your hair isn't finer than silk
Like the lines in the soft of your palm
aren't streams of consciousness.
But they don't know you like I do
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