Honeymoon

If I could direct
You towards my den
I would welcome you gently
You’d come around ten
It’s easy to find
It’s on this and that road
Go left at the junction
Then straight at the traffic light
Turn right at the diner
And please spend the night
I’ve been wanting you for months
And now you finally understand
The only thing you really want
Is for my eagle to land
Your lunarbase is ready
And waiting to receive
Never in any of my days I had this kind of relief
We never stopped to breathe
Or take a drop to drink
This battle had to be won
The ship had to sink
And with enormous flags of flying white
I now surrender me
And sink at last, conquered, into your
Sea of Tranquility

Words are failing IV

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Nothing

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Epic

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The Dead of Winter

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Beest

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What a day

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Heritage

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Warm

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Wodka (instead)

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All I have to do

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