Venus Is Not My Home
My dear,
I should be happy now,
for I've found a smile that's most like yours
soon after you left me.
And Venus likes my songs as much as you did.
I should be satisfied now,
for she says it again and again~
her door is always open for me.
And the way she attracts me to her is like
a venus flytrap allures many a fly.
My lonely night and my desire
are like a moth dancing around a candle fire.
I should wear a smile now,
for I'm more willing to get trapped than to run free,
though I know clearly Venus is not my home.
My dear,
I should be happy now,
for I've found a smile that's most like yours
soon after you left me.
And Venus likes my songs as much as you did.
I should be satisfied now,
for she says it again and again~
her door is always open for me.
And the way she attracts me to her is like
a venus flytrap allures many a fly.
My lonely night and my desire
are like a moth dancing around a candle fire.
I should wear a smile now,
for I'm more willing to get trapped than to run free,
though I know clearly Venus is not my home.
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