Your face escapes my memory

But your voice, your soul

They burn my sanity;

boil my blood, once cold


It is a spring butterfly;

This dream of love reborn

Sweeps me up; soaring high

Its frail wings; so easily torn


Fear forgotten, in the name of passion

So pillage this land, take it all

Be my sin and my salvation

Conquer this city, watch it fall


The warmth of words brought you victory

Wait no longer; take what was yours always

Touch, taste, own me, like in another life’s memory

And let us pray; in this life, the dream stays



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