Naked they stand, and hands reach outWhile the Goddess above removes their doubtBlesses their union, soon now comingAs to their love they are succumbingBehind, the mountain peak rises tallTheir destiny, to rise and not fallThere is now gaze in adorationLove unfolds in supplication.
1901: Coumment j'm'y print
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*Coumment j'm'y print.*
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