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I

Sweeping clouds, violet sky so bright
Twilight leaking from the land of the gods,
Touched upon my the pale of my spine,
My naked skin glows


II

Orange blossoms colours my cheeks,
Warm cliffs arouses the waves, a gentle show
My secrets revealed, wetting the stone
I feel desire


III

We shall not speak, I am most incapable
Her lips, her breath, every golden shaft of hair
Can I count, and sense, in the roaring wind
Will she be mine?


IV

My veins freeze, my pulse repeals,
I can see nothingness, but her sweet eyes
I hear no breeze, no hymns of nature,
She is inside


V

Drops of sweat streams down the rocks,
Her tongue, her neck, the taste of salt and sun
So we trembled thought the chill that night
Never so delighted