Pour yourself into me,
our time approaches
so near, that I sigh.
What danger in such anadorer?
We dance and the music dies.
We carry them all away,
as we glide through their lost eyes.
You lift me above myself,
with the ghostly lake of your mind.
Arise from your slumber in my arms.
Your beauty took the strength from me.
In the meadows of heaven,
we run through the stars.
Romantic in our tastes.
We are without excuse.
We burn in our lust.
We die in our eyes
and drown in our arms.
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