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The first time we touched
i thought i'd died
and whe parted i felt
that burning inside
And when we pressed against the dark
cerebral healing
would leave it's mark on me
Blessed by the virtue in your smile
such child-like purity
so sensually entwined
And in your breath the flames will rise
that cleansing warmth
restores the colour in my eyes
You leave your mark on me