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Last night my kisses were banked 
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in black hair
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And in my bed, my lover, her hair
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 was midnight black
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And all her mystery dwelled within 
her black hair
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And her black hair framed a happy
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 heart-shaped face


And heavy-hooded eyes inside her 
black hair
Shined at me frome the depths of her
 hair of deepest black
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While my fingers pushed into her 
straight black hair
Pulling her black hair back from her
 happy heart-shaped face

To kiss her milk-white throat, a 
dark curtain of black hair
Smothered me, my lover with her 
beautiful black hair
The smell of it is heavy. It is 
charged with life
On my fingers the smell of her deep 
black hair

Full of all my whispered words, her 
black hair
And wet with tears and good-byes, 
her hair of deepest black
All my tears cried against her 
milk-white throat
Hidden behind the curtain of her 
beautiful black hair

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As deep as ink and black, black 
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as the deepest sea
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The smell of her black hair upon 
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my pillow
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Where her head and all its black 
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hair did rest
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Today she took a train to the 
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West
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Today she took a train to the 
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West
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Today she took a train to the 
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West