Jiberish
summon me and i will answer
beckon me i will come
you have cast a spell upon my soul and heart
i am yours i stand at your mercy
lead me to the bed covered in scarlet silk
let me approach your mountains for fresh milk
spread your legs i beg of thee
i want to be one with you
i see upon your lips sweet dew
may i have this kiss
as you cringe and pull my hair
i thought to myself that you made it there
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