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I’m brim-full of passion,it distills my blood to hundred proof.The skin of my lip is thin,why don’t you bite it ‘til you can taste the bite of it. [It ain’t so bad,I only bite back.]

You got stories in your eyes,‘n I got this marrow deep desire to read ’em. I don’t suppose you’d mind if I moved in close,‘n pressed my lips to yours while you read ’em aloud? I want to taste your life like you do.