I have kissed your mouth, Jokanaan
I have kissed your mouth
There was a bitter taste on my lips
Was it the taste of blood?
Taste of blood
They say that love has a bitter taste
But what of that? What of that?
I have kissed your mouth, Jokanaan
I have kissed your mouth
Your mouth
I have kissed your mouth, Jokanaan
I have kissed your mouth
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