Dancing with the half of you.
Ballroom filled with envious faces.
Her slender waist and curved behind, but an absent part of her soul.
The forbidden fruit in some other man's throat.
The other holds her down, hands on her bare shoulder.
Sweet lips like honey.
Eyes brighter than Venus my evening star with diamond ring on.
Till death do the half of us apart.
The vows of our time thicker than bamboo forest.
Cold-hearted Eskimos.
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