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"She Speaks"
 
She speaks to me without a snake’s lying tongue
For every great loss of sorrow, her heart has sung
She loves me for the man I am
And not the belly of the beast I once was
Our worlds cascade and melt like hot lava into the golden pot
We are one, as our kisses signal the gates of Heaven to open
Our love, unbound by the torment of damning fears
She…she makes my old broken soul feel whole again
When there was no rusty key to unlock the secrets
To a door I once thought was shatterless and indestructible
Through my torments and grief, she found the key
And she unlocked the door and let the flood gates open
My fears, my dreams, my love pours into her hands of conception
She saved me from a bottomless pit
She casts away all demons in a sea of burning fire
She takes all my fearless fears and throws them into the light of the stars
My Queen of feelings and pleasures
My Princess of love and emotion
She holds that old rusty key of sorrow
And turns it into gold with hope of tomorrow