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floating on your fingertips

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  • Anna Ruiz
    Floating on your fingertips inside your cyan sea, calling me a Chopin melody, play me like an oboe to a blindman s God, like a cello deftly held between your
    Message 1 of 1 , Jan 1, 2009
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      Floating
      on your fingertips
      inside your cyan sea,
      calling me
      a Chopin melody,
      play me
      like an oboe
      to a blindman's God,
      like a cello
      deftly held between your legs,
      draw your bow
      across my breast,

      let me fly across your sky.
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