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LAY DOWN your lute, my love, leave your arms free to embrace me.

        Let your touch bring my overflowing heart to my body's utmost brink.

        Do not bend your neck and turn away your face, but offer up a kiss to me, which has been like some perfume long closed in a bud.

        Do not smother this moment under vain words, but let our hearts quake in a rush of silence sweeping all thoughts to the shoreless delight.