So wet, so bloody, bleed on my heart and make me brave and wound-like.
When I have bedded down my soul in there and dined, then close again.Who sharpens his spear and slits you slightly, he tastes you.
Most dear little side hole, I wish myself entirely inside.
Side shrine! Body and soul passes into thee.
O truly sweet Heart which at the sight of our love is induced to give us love in return.
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