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A Thousand Thousand years
To come upon in a past life, two acquainted souls
A thousand thousand years
When you were my King and I your Queen
Gentle with a kiss to my brow
Cleaving to my breast bone
And drink as if wine poured from my lips, a kiss
Impel me upon thy throne hastefully yet dove-like
Yield to me comfort and honor, fyaunce
My Lord I plead
Bestow upon me your seed
I tithe you, that I be true and obedient
Behold my King, my Lord, and my Lover
A thousand thousand years ago
A thousand thousand years
When you were my King and I your Queen
Gentle with a kiss to my brow
Cleaving to my breast bone
And drink as if wine poured from my lips, a kiss
Impel me upon thy throne hastefully yet dove-like
Yield to me comfort and honor, fyaunce
My Lord I plead
Bestow upon me your seed
I tithe you, that I be true and obedient
Behold my King, my Lord, and my Lover
A thousand thousand years ago
Published 24th Feb 2012
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