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de Jeune Mort

Through the stained glass windows of my eyes
The wonders of my world
Come pouring in

I feel life singing through me
With all the music
Of the heaven that there's ever been

My body is a cathedral of pleasure (my body is a cathedral of pleasure)
Of pleasure (a cathedral of pleasure)
Of pleasure
Of pleasure (of pleasure)

From the burning incense of desire
The natural scent of flesh invades my mind
I taste the joy of living
I keep my heart filled
With the mecca
Home of lasting light

My body is a cathedral of pleasure (my body is a cathedral of pleasure)
Of pleasure (a cathedral of pleasure)
Of pleasure
Of pleasure (of pleasure)

In every cell I have a soul
And every nerve I have a need
Each of my senses has a seed
Where love has been planted
And you, dear, will grow
Because I know
I can feel
I can feel
I can feel

On the sacred altar of my skin
The candles are your hands
Which give me light
The simple words of love
Are prayers I offer
To the spirit
Of my holy love

My body is a cathedral of pleasure (my body is a cathedral of pleasure)
Of pleasure (a cathedral of pleasure)
Of pleasure
Of pleasure (of pleasure)

I believe in the color of eyes
The wild whisper of hair
The honeyed flavor of a mouth
I believe that "love" is the one answer worth receiving
I believe in the flesh transcendental
I believe in the God of being
I believe in the orgasm infinite
And the body liberated
I believe, as I'm moaning, in unendurable pleasure
Indefinitely prolonged

If you enter my cathedral
Come with love

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