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Texty: Pooka. Other. Love Song.


From under the skin, I send him rainbows in a dry sigh
If he holds me close, I hear it whispering
It falls upon my skin~the curtains trembling
I watch it rolling slowly down my aching breast
Tender as the night quivering in the sunlight
He has taken me in~silence shed it's seed
Furled upon the sheet~I barely know how to breathe
I watch it rolling slowly down my aching breast
His beauty blows under me~the sigh of a moulted feather has
Passed between our eyes~the word "forever",
It drops like a pin.......
Pooka