Ghost of Laura Palmer

The fountain runs quiet
 Through the emerald steps and lavender air
 The statues praise the beauty of hers
 Flowers bloom around her marble breasts
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 Silver drops of the open night sky
 Light this ruined garden
 The vines hanging on pillars and walls
 Gather the light over the water
 In the flame she was moving slow
 Whispering passionate words
 As she breathed frost
 Out of her warm, wet mouth
 She felt like the ghost of Laura
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 Cold serenity lies within these secret halls
 Embracing me in her essence
 The air so calm and still, and her voice
 Leading me deeper, deeper inside
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 In the flame she was moving slow
 Whispering passionate words
 As she breathed frost
 Out of her warm, wet mouth
 She felt like the ghost of Laura
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 Through the water and floating leaves
 I'm following her soft call
 Into the throne of her fertile loins