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Deep liquid eyes soft as a breeze
Come lure you away
With an intoxicating sweetness
But not chocolate
His aftertaste too bitter for love
Yet still leaves a longing,
A craving for more.
Your candied kiss
And when you’re gone I’ll ignore
The coffee tang you leave
Clean my mouth minty fresh
So when my love returns
He’ll never suspect the salt in the sugar.