Come to me you strangest love,
Flawed and sore like a one-winged dove.
Come to me, lead my heart,
Love me until the day we shall depart.
Whisper to me, shield my soul,
How can I live without my heart you stole?
Whisper to me caress my tears,
See how they trickle, my unshed tears.
Kiss, me angelic evil,
Your warmth cold and primeval,
Kiss me demon of light,
See how the Sun burns at your sight.
Come to me you strangest love,
Flawed and sore like a one-winged dove!
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