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I could not live without you,
the soft touch of your syllables
the fizz of sibilance
the warm throb of assonance
pacing the racing line,
the foot fall of rhyme.

Just for the sound of you
the tongue tip touch of you
the mind jerking joy of you,
I am in love with you
all of the time.

 

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