Your Temple

Embrace your fever in my eyes
Touch me in that heated place

You worship
Your nirvana
Your Goddess

Raise me up to heaven
Where sin smells like honey

Imbue your senses
Evoke your power
Become high emperor

Suckle the fruits of your labor
Tease me with whispered praise

Inspire me
Beg me
To forgive

Touch me in that heated place
Where sin smells like honey

I am your Goddess
Your nirvana
Your holy temple

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