My perfect Lily,
How your lips taste oh so sweet,

My perfect Lily,
How your cool hands,
Fan the flames of the summer heat

My perfect Lily,
How your blood runs cold,
And your eyes oh so deep,

My Lonely, Lily,
We shan't be Lonely no more;

there is no more Earth,
no more dark paths to explore

Lily Pad My Beloved,

Let's live our lives,
In a place where the flowers grow,
And Grape vines thrive

In the Lovely Flower Grove
Forever intertwined

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