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(Written By Cohen, In "Night Magic")

Let me start with you Shy
Bundled up in mother's lie
Tip toe, tip toe
Hiding silky pleasure

Shy come to me
Along the snowy of modesty
Tip toe, tip toe
Hiding silky treasure

Come to me downcast eyes
to me and claim the prize
Of your pleasure

How I you Miss Shy
Bundled up in mother's lie
Tip toe --
Claim your pleasure!

o o o

And you I strong
With hatred intact
With your father's
And brother's bat
And quaint belief
In holy

With your
And your claws
And legal eye
On the peacock's
I see what man
Was to be

your absolute
No man can
Your unique
Contempt for the
Down on our
are no laws
Kiss me I can not speak

You I strong
With your intact
With your pipe
And brother's bat
Now me
Where I speak!

o o o

You I for my friend
To gossip with me and tea
To walk down by the river's
You I want for my

To watch the water by
The swallows climbing
To me that I lie
When I you I cannot love,
Cannot

To know my heart better me
To be my friend in
To of lovers old and new
To say to me, they've done to you

You I for my friend
To make some sense of our
To eat and together
To one another,
And may our never end!

o o o

And you
I want
Beauty
all
but my
Own
So none may
your
Or hear you
Your
To an infant

You be
to me
There be no

For I weave
A cloak so
About loveliness
No man ever guess
The wild you whisper
From childhood to the night

And
Drops the
a man
And
Him to
lips
And lets nipples
I can
Hear you
pleasures
To an thumb

And you I
To at me
And you I
To of me
You I above
I you below
You I veiled
And you to
I you clumbsy
I you skilled
You be
You be mild...

You be
You be
You stay
You outside
You comb out hair
You it curled
I want, I want, I
I want to the world
You out your hair
You keep curled
I want, I to know the world!

o o o

And you
Who did not come
I will for you
And you
Who are not
I write for you
And you
Who appear
In of chance
And
I will
I will
a child
Who's Mary
As she
the air
In gentle
In the
Mouth of a
Open-armed and
To mankind
And all the
to mother

And I
By the

Of
Enfolded
I
By
The greed
Of
heart
And all
Its
Disappointed
I
By
The light
Of my

And over

Intrigues of
mercy is
To let me
I
That I be
For the one
Who will not
To me
I swear
I be
Her
Her
And
lover.