Let me whisper to you, tell you all that I know of my pleasure and fantasy, give you a show An invisible frenzy or machines of desire Do you want to hear more of my perpetual fire? The jewels will speak in the silence of night They will tell you my secrets of forbidden delight >From their indiscretion you'll at last understand Each new sensation that your body demands. In the realm of the visible, nothing is clear What's within reach one moment may soon disappear When you touch the eternal, nothing's ever the same-- the indiscreet jewels are whispering your name.
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