Goethes Erben machtkusse

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Isn't that what you
lost?
Warmth - a little warmth
Lost of that, this temperature,
no matter whether glowing or delicate,
to perceive with your skin
to explore new things
hostile - friendly - powerful
Who holds the scepter
Power in his hand
The sun - wind and rain?
Your hand?
Who holds the scepter
Power in his hand
The sun - wind and rain?
Your hand?
The morning dew wets the lips, so that waking up after a long night of love doesn't hurt too much. Rather, the longing leads the night. Don't wrap your arms around me, steal not me -
you may not touch me
I am not a tool as long as
blind gods stumble through space
looking for me.
Laà let me keep kissing you.
Rob you of your mind.
Give me a little of your power -
follow my power.
Let me go from my power kisses
from the burden of Free your thoughts.
Forget thinking
Close your eyes and...

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