Last night
the full moon
white light
upon your skin
choir sings
that holy tune
angel's wings
a sweet sin
kneel before
your heavenly gates
worship more
speak in tongues
garden tease
the serpent aches
fingers please
the time comes
staff's thrust
your tiny sigh
heaving bust
eyes shine bright
final release
together we fly
eternity's peace
all last night
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