Quench My Thirst

No frivolous hand nor flurry of fire would quench the thirst of my hearts desire bathed beneath the moonlight
amongst the twilight

Quench My Thirst

No frivolous hand
Nor flurry of fire
Would quench the thirst
Of my hearts desire

Bathed beneath the moonlight
Amongst the twilight
Linger, linger here my love
Long have I waited
Beside the river for you

Cool me, cherish me
Cover me with your tenderness
My love

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