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Click hereThe late afternoon light hits me,
making me squint against the glare
then I see
her standing there,
windswept stormy hair,
barefoot on the shoreline.
She's a shadow and nothing else
under her white shirt.
I can't help but stare,
knowing she is pink in that shade.
Every song Levine ever sang
runs through my mind
because my own words escape me.
Sugar, sugar, yes please
won't you come and pour it down on me ¹
Because it's true that I need some sweetness
in my life. She's got me already
thinking I want to eat her alive.
The sand clings like confection
up her legs -- I imagine the grit
scratching my face, devouring
the perfection, filling the emptiness,
my holes punched out
where castles used to be,
used to be.
¹ Sugar, Maroon 5