Pedalling through

The dark currents

I find

An accurate copy

A blueprint

Of the pleasure

In me



Swirling black lilies totally ripe

A secret code carved

Swirling black lilies totally ripe

A secret code carved



He offers

A handshake

Crooked

Five fingers

They form a pattern

Yet to be matched



On the surface simplicity

But the darkest pit in me

It's pagan poetry

Pagan poetry



Morsecoding signals (signals)

They pulsate (wake me up) and wake me up

(pulsate) from my hibernating



On the surface simplicity

Swirling black lilies totally ripe

But the darkest pit in me

It's pagan poetry

Swirling black lilies totally ripe

Pagan poetry



Swirling black lilies totally ripe

....



I love him, I love him

I love him, I love him

I love him, I love him

I love him, I love him

She loves him, she loves him



This time

She loves him, she loves him

I'm gonna keep it to myself

She loves him, she loves him

She loves him, she loves him

This time

I'm gonna keep me all to myself

She loves him, she loves him

And he makes me want to hand myself over

She loves him, she loves him

She loves him, she loves him

And he makes me want to hand myself over.






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