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Soul sirens

from March of the lonely by Martin Grech

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Oh to kiss the ruby lips.
Oh to stroke the midnight hair.
I pictured you in the bed,
your golden shadow curves the air.

Oh how your skin pulses with liquid light,
and oh how the rivers of the earth meet at your spine.

Bodies in line,
yours against mine.

Can you still taste my lips?
Feel my breathe against your hips?
I pictured you in shallow light,
your shoulder blades would carve the night.

Oh how your veins pump fermented wine,
and oh how your sweat taste of life.

Do i love her?

Bodies in line,
yours against mine.

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from March of the lonely, released July 3, 2011

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