Your lips are nettles
Your tongue is wine
Your laughter's liquid
But your body is pine
You love all sailors but hate the beach
You say come touch me
But you're always out of reach
In the dark you tell me of a flower
That only blooms in the violet hour
Your arms are lovely
Yellow and rose
Your back's a meadow covered in snow
Your thighs are thistles and hothouse grapes
You breathe a sweet breath and have me wait
In the dark you tell me of a flower
That only blooms in the violet hour
I turn the lights out
I clean the sheets
You change the station
Turned up the heat
And now you're setting upon your chair
You got me tangled up inside your beautiful black hair
In the dark you tell me of a flower
That only blooms in the violet hour
In the dark you tell me of a flower
That only blooms in the violet hour
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