Tell me... What are you?
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Are your flesh?... Or are you spirit?...
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I'm sorrow...
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I am the demon... The demon...
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You... You are the graceful light
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Amisdt the darkness
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You... You are the life for this empty
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Soul of mine
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Which feels useless and ugly
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Inside my heart
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Light of my life...
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Fire of my loins...
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My sin...
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My soul... My soul...
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The taste of your mouth
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The echo of your moaning
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Such love has driven my soul raving mad
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My eyes, my grievous eyes
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Lost in yours... Yours... Yours...
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Your voluptuous breasts
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Made of pure honey
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Laid bare by the silken veil
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Where I shed silent kisses
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Only heard by the moon,
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Up above there in the sky...
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You have a scent, the perfume of a flower
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Trail of your nude body, temple of love...
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Where my being weeps
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For such a delightful and sensual moment
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The one immortalized by the flame of desire,
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By a tear of pain...
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Light of my life...
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Fire of my loins...
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My sin...
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My soul...
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Chapter XII: ...An Autumnal Night Passion Movement II (Movement II)
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| Desire |
