A storm in the fiery poppy field
Intoxicant-nymphs in chest’s left corner
And stimulating fancies
Like old Bacchus-days.
Gushes of blood running
In the veins…
The common phenomenon of
Not knowing and wanting to know –
If my shadow plays your body’s harp
Like the way you play with the child-woman.
Intoxicant-nymphs in chest’s left corner
And stimulating fancies
Like old Bacchus-days.
Gushes of blood running
In the veins…
The common phenomenon of
Not knowing and wanting to know –
If my shadow plays your body’s harp
Like the way you play with the child-woman.
- The Shepherdess
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