My love language is rainy season and sending each other dreams Playing on the Earth with you the blood in my cheek beams Find yourself in my dimple every-time I smile Laugh with an open heart And please, just stay a while Let’s make memories with each other like we don’t even know we’re doing it Ignore insurance like a blow horn Loudly and intuitive Balloons carry the weight of my memories with you Let’s watch them fly away into the heart of the sky’s blue Let’s watch them fly away We can even release together And if you want me, if you really do You’ll pull them back and tether My waist like a horse closer to you with your lovely, lovely force This is more than a part two Give the memories to me like a gift – my number one love language And let’s offer them to the Earth Let’s send the land a message I call it caldo and you call it consomé. Oh my love, my pure love the things you fucking do to me...
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