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Lydia Lunch

Come to my arms, cruel and sullen thing
Indolent beast, come to my arms again
For I would plunge my fingers in your mane
And be a long time unremembering
Bury myself in you,
Breathe your wild perfume, remorselessly
For one more hour
Breathe again, as of a ruined flower
Fragrance of love you have defiled
I long to sleep,
I think that from a slumber like death,
I would awake as I once was
And lavish without shame
Caress upon your body, glowing and dark

To drown my sorrow there is no abyss,
However deep, that compares with your bed

Come to my arms, cruel and sullen thing
Indolent beast, come to my arms again
For I would plunge my fingers in your mane
And be a long time unremembering
Bury myself in you,
Breathe your wild perfume, remorselessly
For one more hour
Breathe again, as of a ruined flower
Fragrance of the love you have defiled
I long to sleep,
I think that from a slumber like death,
I would awake as I once was
And lavish without shame.
Caress upon you, glowing and dark

To drown my sorrow there is no abyss,
However deep, that compares with your bed

There is no abyss, however deep,
That compares with your bed






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