The cold nights have awakened MeThe soft winds to undress MeThe nails of two witches hav touched MeTheir caress cuts like the sharpest ice Yes it is their way, this so mysterious wayof welcoming Me, welcoming MeTheir way to rememberDistant nights of Passion and DoomWhere, naked, have I bathed in velvet watersWitnessed by an accomplice […]
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