She pales in comparison
And takes me by surprise
Her notions bring me comfort
Her soul would not deny
my every consolation
which never seems to lie
Is passing sweet submission
Beneath her sultry eyes
A voice that echoes passion
Without a fleeting breathe
Her thoughts are yet invisible
Her heart consoles a rest
my every isolation
and always seeking depth
Is turning toward seclusion
Within her beating chest
Arise with me toward goodness
Your turn to be so blessed
with me your humble maiden
Undone and so undressed
Should now we take each other
find peace we two or three?
til dawn we have been striving
for this our endless plea
To love without such pleasure
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