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When we make love I feel it so deeply |
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When we make love I cry |
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When you kiss me my lips they burn with fear |
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For even a love that crowns may crucify |
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In the cradle of creation between the hand of love I died and there you were |
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I was warmed amidst the gaze of your eyes, our minds wounded |
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by The need for understanding, our bodies betrayed by time |
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Do you hear me can you taste my pain for love has no other desire but to fulfill itself |
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But to deny yourself the pleasure of that pain is to love selfishly |
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I stood there |
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Your heart lay captive in a cage fashioned by your fears not knowing what to say |
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You have many lovers and yet I alone love you far beyond any lily white fairy tale |
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I would not exchange the sorrows of my heart for the joys of the multitude |
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And I would not have the tears that sadness makes to flow from my every part turn into laughter |
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I want the hunger for your love and beauty to fill me from the depths of my spirit |