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Engulfed by her mystique
Love osculated my cheek
I stood cowered in her presence
So timid and meek
Knees feeling weak
I trembled in my physique
Yearned for this instant
Like a scarce antique
Lyrics started to leak
With exposed secrets I speak
Each causing pain
Til' she's reached her peak
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Very melodic piece which reads almost like a rap. Like the shifting of tenses from first person personal to third person (the other) and the biulding up of embarassment and self effacement from the admiration of another.
