Christ
Een A-
so
much could be
said
today,
but
not from my
lips,
will it come.
devoured
in dark charade
pure
form,
that
crosses my way
once,
remains forever distant.
lofty
mountains cradle thee
my
love,
and
all beyond the
stars,
watching glowing eyes.
blessed
be the man
you
cuddle,
for
he honours love
divine,
I also held.
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