Dearest poison
I seek the poison when the intoxication sets in
and still I dare to say our silence is the holiest;
What do we want deep within?
The solitude of a weaker light as our nest?
The silence, such a polite host for our kisses
doesn't sound, with others, as true and pure;
I understand now this was no crisis,
love can't happen if the heart is immature.
and still I dare to say our silence is the holiest;
What do we want deep within?
The solitude of a weaker light as our nest?
The silence, such a polite host for our kisses
doesn't sound, with others, as true and pure;
I understand now this was no crisis,
love can't happen if the heart is immature.
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