The candle by her thighs,
Kisses Her love,
All through the night
The candle of her thighs,
Is lit by songs and warm honey
The candle by her thighs,
Is amethyst to the rose
Of her desires,
The candle by her thighs,
Is damp and warm as her love
The candle by her thighs,
Illuminates the horses gallop,
And the lillys sigh,
In the autumn moonlight
The candle by her thighs,
Is warm and damp as her love
The candle by her thighs,
Lets her spread her wings,
Hymns with her love,
To the lattice of glistening moon
Reynaldo Casison
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