on altars of stone
i offered you the finest fruits of my first harvest
i lay my body down
on altars of ivory
i offered you the succulent mouth of my body
i lay my body down
on altars of sandalwood
i offered you spices from my heavily scented travels
i lay my body down
vanilla and cardamom
cinnamon and frankincense
sweet ylang ylang and deeply musked rose
i lay my body down
in temples and taverns
i lay my body down
why do you not seek my face anymore?
you treated me as your finest treasure
and now i am left to wander the desert of my parched mouth alone.
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