… My transcendental lover, ah, the unknown,
my heartthrob friend, will we meet again?
I have murmured your name, I prayed for you.
Will you take me in my lonely hours?
And you, you whispered so softly in my ear,
so soft, almost hard to hear.
“Don’t hasten our union by your hand,
“or you’ll be taken in rage!”
Me, I complied, I waited, I worked toward fulfillment…
… How was it when we saw us before?
Was it sweet, or filled with trembling fears?
What did I do, do you remember?
Did I struggle? Did I submit?
Which did you prefer?
… How will you see me in this life time?
As an old friend, I should think!
You wrapped your cloak around me,
when you gently kissed my lips;
and I did give you a longing sigh!
I will welcome you back with a passionate embrace,
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