the voice from here and beyond
Let the Dead Part Ways
I taste you wet on my skin
I taste you shadowy river lapping at my mind
You pass through me
Over me
Under me
I taste you wet on my skin
You pass through me as you pass through Turkey
Become Firat
You pass through me as you pass through Iraq
Become al-Furat
You pass through me as you pass through Syria
Become Prath
I taste you wet on my skin
You are many tongued
Lapping at my mind
Perth
Yep’rat
Euphrates
I taste you wet on my skin
Kiss me sister of Tigris
Kiss me shining blackness and palm fronds
I taste you wet on my skin
I taste you shadowy river lapping at my mind
You pass through me
Over me
Under me
I taste you wet on my skin
I am wet with you
I am wet with your kisses
I am soaked through
Leannan the Living
Leannan of Earth
Of dust
Of dirt
Of fur and cum
I am soaked through
I am wet with you
I am wet with your kisses
I am soaked through
Leannan the Dead
Leannan of Water
Of tears
Of blood
Of moans and sighs
I am soaked through
We part here
Leannan and Leannan
Living and Dead
Earth and Water
Dust and tears
Dirt and blood
We part ways here
For we are soaked through
And she paddles away
I taste you wet on my skin
I taste you shadowy river lapping at my mind
You pass through me
Over me
Under me
You pass through me
and I taste you wet on my skin
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