All things bright and colour-enhanced
You never quite know these days if what you see is real
Crisp and in focus
I want to penetrate those deep, soft layers
And find out what is in your heart
You do so stand out
It’s no wonder you make many wild with desire
I can’t help wondering
At the end of the day when you take off the slap
What is the real you like?
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