I listened to the sky as it sang to me!
It rushed to tell me secrets never whispered.
I asked that it come slower let me prepare
FOr what could I do for its treasure but be?
BEyond that I have nothing to give but love
Love that rushes to the morning for some
Some taste of flesh and of cushion repose
be what to me my heart has enclosed, come,
I love you why doubt me? Carry me forward
toward the high mountain of your flesh warm
as flesh over water in water is born
the species of Love that I asked for is torn
it breaks me in pieces and cuts me in halves
Love oh Love me and Love me with Passion
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