I went under, drowned to meet you in velvet-land
as I was dressing in velvety cloths I knew you were near
the very thought made my body start opening up to you
it leads its own life, orchestrat through moon-wisdom
a goddess-dictator made of flesh and blood
a diva prowling for prey, all on her own
to ensnare you I chose shackles of musk and silkyness
both goes well with velvet-land and diva-dictators
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