the style of a woman, the kiss of a man

Nothing on this earth could hold you prisoner, my dear
Except for contemplations evil brother, love is feared
But love is extra-terrestrial
And love falls from the stars
Like Maxwell Demon’s silver disk
Into this world of ours
Funny how we keep on loving, true love power!

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