But who knows your sadness
And the thorn of your eye,
Your laughter, your passion
And your heartrending sigh,
Or how your petals of velvet
Glisten with dew,
When pleasure and fury,
Are surging in you?
Who lusts for your kisses,
And thirsts for your touch?
Who keeps all your secrets
And needs you so much?
I ask you enchantress
As I fall to the ground;
Wounded and wanton;
By love for you downed
. Fair Rose of all seasons;
Long enamored of you,
The sun searches the daytime
Then searches anew,
Vainly hoping to snare you
In his gossamer light.
Actress. When he finds the proper area he will park and everyone, except me, will fall asleep. But today nothing they were planning could make him feel bad
But who knows your sadness
And the thorn of your eye,
Your laughter, your passion
And your heartrending sigh,
Or how your petals of velvet
Glisten with dew,
When pleasure and fury,
Are surging in you?
Who lusts for your kisses,
And thirsts for your touch?
Who keeps all your secrets
And needs you so much?
I ask you enchantress
As I fall to the ground;
Wounded and wanton;
By love for you downed
. Fair Rose of all seasons;
Long enamored of you,
The sun searches the daytime
Then searches anew,
Vainly hoping to snare you
In his gossamer light.
Actress. When he finds the proper area he will park and everyone, except me, will fall asleep. But today nothing they were planning could make him feel bad
But who knows your sadness
And the thorn of your eye,
Your laughter, your passion
And your heartrending sigh,
Or how your petals of velvet
Glisten with dew,
When pleasure and fury,
Are surging in you?
Who lusts for your kisses,
And thirsts for your touch?
Who keeps all your secrets
And needs you so much?
I ask you enchantress
As I fall to the ground;
Wounded and wanton;
By love for you downed
. Fair Rose of all seasons;
Long enamored of you,
The sun searches the daytime
Then searches anew,
Vainly hoping to snare you
In his gossamer light.
Actress. When he finds the proper area he will park and everyone, except me, will fall asleep. But today nothing they were planning could make him feel bad