Run again again in
my head my brow skin
thin is the made grin
when I see you again.

Where have you gone
now my godess of love?
Where have you touched
me my skin this rug?

Never the bed firm in
first with sin in my thin
lovely unbeaten lively
heart under my skin.

Bruised and turned rot
but I shall not be forgot.
Touch me my love again
so I shall not be fraught.

Trust me love take me
away in this lovely risk
of when I reach out for
the bliss in your kiss.

Shall I fall for it all
when your call is up?
Take me away Lord above
take away this heavy cup.

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