Cuddle with me to a perfect rest
move with me of which thou know best
let practice the blindness therein and test
in open secret we shall share
that in-between the lips the breeze shall hear.
move with me of which thou know best
let practice the blindness therein and test
in open secret we shall share
that in-between the lips the breeze shall hear.
Let forget the world and be as we are into it
let the moon be jealous and seek of love with the sun
away, far-away we shall crawl
where no mind shall know that of which we draw.
Follow my tune O' gracious image
even if it means forgetting my adage.
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