such passion instilled
inside my needy heart remains
for the goddess who sought me out
dear beautiful queen
do you still remember the dawn
of this love?
i crave exuberantly
for life and light
and know it's there in the fragrant essence
of your arms
lose me there
and never allow me to breathe --
no breath, no, breath, no breath;
i only want to die
in the burning of your embrace
inside my needy heart remains
for the goddess who sought me out
dear beautiful queen
do you still remember the dawn
of this love?
i crave exuberantly
for life and light
and know it's there in the fragrant essence
of your arms
lose me there
and never allow me to breathe --
no breath, no, breath, no breath;
i only want to die
in the burning of your embrace
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