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I cannot river you dry While I know not what you're thinking, While thinking Does not satisfy me enough. You could never marathon my existence By lying there seeming as art. It is only an artiste Who could not satisfy me more? Will you tempest my future By being a perfect lady? For such a lady Could not satisfy me more. I hope to palace your bosom And when I think I'm dreaming, My dreaming Does not satisfy me enough. |