Chromates Soft Love
Fall like fountains
Drown in kiss throws
Weep like infants
Sweep like moon-glow
The well-worn feeling of soft sad loving
Is hangin' by your side
The shell-shocked needing of early dreaming
It's worth all the fuss, worth all the fuss
Wasn't it worth all the fuss?
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