When the moon is high across the garden That's when I'll come to you When the nightshade blooms in your eyes Let my sin pour in you When the forest sings like an angel's choir I'm coming nearer I want to feel your flesh enrapture me And live the politics of ecstasy In the garden there is no fear In the garden of gray we can disappear In the garden where I can feel In the garden, to touch you is so surreal If the moon should pour out of the sky And fill your livid pools If you lay your hands on me gently You won't be misconstrued When you feel the shiver of lust grow deeper I'm coming for you I want to feel my senses sing to me You are the music in my ecstasy I want to love you in the garden of gray Where we can stop the time and drink the ecstasy And when it's done, just traces of the glow The sparkle in your eyes is ecstasy.
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