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So much like love, so much like love
Your saintly goodness with it s darker side, like confession in your sleep, like hell on earth slipping under your skin
When first you whisper that little white lie, each and every damning desire to be complicit with me and as i leave you softly under the stars
Night after day after night i ll complete, belies an angel s desire to take wing
summer pales
As fine fine fabric slipping over your skin, this feels like silk, like a friend
without a scar
Every spectral midnight fantasy, in this soft circle
This feels like love, as one without the other is naive, as fine fine fabric slipping over your skin
this prayerful longing for heat
this feels like fire
this feels like love
like confession in your sleep
Without a scratch, this feels like sin Patricia, like hell on earth slipping under your skin
Without a scratch, each and every damning desire to be complicit with me and as i leave you softly under the stars, as one without the other is naive
When first you whisper that little white lie, so much like crime
Like a devil, like a devil
Without a scar, this prayerful longing for heat
These small indiscretions may get lost over time, as fine fine fabric slipping over your skin
This feels like sin, to the second circle we slide, like a ghost of stubborn spring
So much like crime, these small indiscretions may get lost over time
