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..but it's more me: who's clinged to you
you are patulous because of me
  your little ears are mine alone 
     you would never admit it -
the door to your head is ajar only for me -

you have them so small
- just for the tip of my tongue:
like a door for a dog -
it's so disgustingly beautiful
to have a little piece of you: that's not his
- you're silent again -
that's why my tongue forks:
I love only you
I love only you