Her kisses so wild yet so tender
Shall make of my body a flame
No cloud shall obscure Her bright splendor
No veil and no garment of shame.
For She is Our Lady of Twilight
My comfort in life's darkest hour
I see in Her heavens of midnight
Her shield of omnipotent power.
Though mortals deny and deride me
Till love must rise up and depart.
In a dread secret place She will hide me
Sealed up with the blood of my heart.
She comes at the first scent of morning
Her feet on the crests of the sea.
Till the cock of the sun cries his warning
She will lie in the garden with me.
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