The price of lust is stained
Question my innocence, I pray
Give me just one glance
I pay for it and bow my neck
But your hands lie open in the long fresh grass
Your finger points run through me like rosy blooms
Your eyes smile peace
Your lips a swollen threat
Let's find our way through projected consequence
Ricordame
Oh clasp we to our hearts
For deathless dower
This close companioned inarticulate hour
When two-fold silence was the song
The song of love