Once crucified I would have died
A thousand more times Just to feel her breath
On my neck as a fervent lover To drown her sighs
In floods of tears so well refined And blind from spying her
In the arms of others
Buried inside Where she's all but mine
Save for those that dine oh her on her perfect carcass
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