My baby

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My baby, you smell like before - gently,
natural pheromones and acacia.
I thought you'd forgotten I was desperate, baby,
but then you called me at night to bathe naked.
Well, how could I refuse you, baby, sweetie?
you on the palms of cherry-tree lined lines.
I could control the mind and you in no way admit,
but then why all this? this world? and channels scorched?
so you smell like baby, because happy.
I smell the wax, smoke and flames.
Kiss yourself for me in abundance, baby.
I quietly go away, leave us different.