The waters slashed by my territory,
Leaving the deep fragrance in the mist,
I was left in the memories of the past,
And the angel came and held my finger last.
We tread along the wet curbstones,
I watched the breeze blow around us,
And all went still when you held breath,
Fell in love even that evil Seth.
Those little pearls rolled down your cheek,
Making the dew lose its charm,
And the hush you left out, covered;
The surrounding and me within, stirred!
The planes roaring by hidden in the bushes,
I see lights glowing in that beautiful darkness,
Your eyes play a spell in just a glance,
It’s time, baby, for a rain dance!
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