Down in your watery deep
I am drowned like a loose ship.
Deep in the fire from your eyes
Where the rose of beauty burns,
I burn like a fiery lake;
Wandering barefooted for love' sake.
I cannot count the years I spent
Courting secretly in your love tent.
Oh daughter of the Gods, born of man,
I've come again to your safe haven
To offer each gift at will;
(At your feet I kneel
I wont stand until my knees peel)
Beckon the heavens to receive them all.
Find me, and turn my shame to fame,
(Before I sell my soul for cheap fame)
By vow, like Gods and man, we're same!
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