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INCARNADINE
Sometimes I wonder
Who do you see?
When I’m undressing
And when I sleep
I know these mysteries
Invisible fields
Which part awakens?
When you’re drawn to me?
If you want my baby
Quell this fire
The river has to flow from
Deep inside
Love
Incarnadine
And when you’re looking at me
Every part
I paint a picture
On your silence
The colours that we hide
Incarnadine
I don’t have pale blood
It’s not milky white
The red, ceaseless currents
Of my desire
Not just a mother
Would I disappear
Into the ether?
As days became years
If you want my baby
In your arms
Play a melody to
The ruthless beat of my heart
Incarnadine
Buried rages
The root of life
These soft explosions
This can never die
Love
Incarnadine

SAILING STONES
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