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INCARNADINE
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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?
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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
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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
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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
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