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Your summer breathes aloud

Your prayer was overheard

Your love letters were full

of severe words

The language of dreams

The offerings of your shrine

Am I what you seem?

Well, just pour the wine.

I bring back to you

Only the things I owe

I built a pure white castle

For you to grow

The clothes you wore

You dropped them one by one

The duty of lovers

Has now begun

A mouth drawn to a mouth

And I don't ask when

I ended up as your lover

Wrapped inside your skin

I enter the labyrinth

Of moonlit skin

I've worn out my heart

That you now live in