Raindrops are falling on my heart
Sometimes they start as slight snowflakes
Surfing slowly to my centre
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My shirt is wet but it’s not blood
It’s not sweat either or is it
It’s simply the rain that fell down
Over this so-called site of love
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My heart is filled with a woman
She may be my shirt-wetting star
As she moves around inside it
Caressing my valves with her tongue
Fingering a few arteries
Licking my ever bluest veins
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This woman is all that I want
All that I ever understood
To be exactly who I need
Now and forever and ever
Always till the end of my life
To love and eat and cherish her
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This shirt is not wet anymore
She was thirsty and took a bath
In the little lake around my heart
Containing atoms of calcium
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Raindrops have fallen on my heart
Some of them were pure white like snow
As if they’d never existed
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