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My love speaks flowers
Out of his mouth of gold
And in the morning hours
It brings blossoms to my soul

My love turns into diamonds
Each thing his hands can hold
And when my skin is cradled
It becomes mother-of-pearl

I fall asleep – fall asleep
Like under his spell

My love radiates around him
A sort of godlike might
And as his body joins mine
My womb is filled up with light

I fall asleep – fall asleep
In haunting dreams
Haunting dreams
Like under his spell

My love speaks flowers
Out of his mouth of gold
And in the evening hours
It brings peace into my soul
It brings peace into my soul
It brings peace into my soul

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