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I want to die in your arms,
to be reborn in your skin,
in each new dawn,
to follow you faithfully.
To appear in your essence,
in your warm embrace,
to melt in your heartbeat,
in your laps.
To become your desires,
in pieces I'll give myself up,
penetrating into your delight,
where I will find myself.
Within each nightfall
your failures will be light,
displaced in my pieces,
I'll be reborn from the lost in cross.