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  • j'adore . .
    ...written on 2004-07-28, @ 2:04 a.m.

    "It won't do / to dream of caramel, / to think of cinnamon / and long for you. . .

    It won't do / to stir a deep desire / to fan a hidden fire / that can never burn true. . .

    I know your name / I know your skin / I know the way / these things begin;

    But I don't know / how I would live with myself / what I'd forgive of myself / if you don't go . . .

    So goodbye / sweet appetite / no single bite / could satisfy...

    I know your name / I know your skin / I know the way / these things begin;

    But I don't know / what I would give of myself / how I would live with myself / if you don't go. . .

    It won't do / to dream of caramel / to think of cinnamon / and long

    for you. . ."

    Know the name of that song?

    Suzanne Vega's "Caramel"

    just you & me