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Your lips, my love, are red; your thighs are white
And purple where my fingers left their mark
Your curving hip is pale like candlelight
Your body is my shield against the dark

I think I taste you still upon my hands
The copper-iron sweetness of your kiss
And helplessly I yield to your demands
To consecrate my body with your bliss

My only comfort lies in your embrace
In all my life I wandered without rest
Until I saw the shadows of your face
And gave my heart its safety in your breast

And I, who was the Empress of desire
Have bound myself to burn upon your pyre

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