I yearn for youAh to touch that bodyTo caress that soft skinTo cuddle those curliesTo see those almond eyesAs you look into meAh to have you inside meAh to moanAnd moanAnd moan.

delicate is the visiongentle is the waydeep within me I am summonedonce again to your throne roomsacred eyes behold the lady in crimson hair wild and blondeeyes wide and observinguntil I see youWisdom, in all your glorymy heart softens...

I come to youLike a ritualOn the same hour10 pmKnowing we share the same loveWitches chasing love for the moon.