My man was singing this song tonight as we went about our evening: cooking, eating, cleaning up. It's such a pleasure to be in a relationship with someone who makes everyday life so much warmer, and so much more fun.
Sure hope this dude can come down eventually and enjoy the very real pleasures of human love:
She's blood, flesh and bone
No tucks or silicone
She's touch, smell, sight, taste and sound
But somehow I can't believe
That anything should happen
I know where I belong
And nothing's gonna happen
'Cause she's so high
High above me, she's so lovely
She's so high, like Cleopatra, Joan of Arc, or Aphrodite
She's so high, high above me
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