Dressed Like Saturn

Dressed like Saturn,

Girdled by those cosmic belts

She asks me, darling,

What's your favorite planet?

 

Smelling like roses,

Petals spewing from her mouth

Every time she speaks

Darling, she asks,

What's your favorite flower?

 

Dressed like twilight,

Holding me in her arms,

Under the moonlight,

Darling, she asks,

What's your favorite time of the night?

 

Dressed like Saturn,

Girdled by those cosmic belts

She asks me, darling,

What's your favorite planet?

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