Love's mysteries in souls do grow, but yet the body is his book. |
Love's mysteries in souls do grow, But yet the body is his book. |
Full nakedness! All my joys are due to thee, as souls unbodied, bodies unclothed must be, to taste whole joys. |
Full nakedness! All joys are due to thee; As souls unbodied, bodies unclothed must be To taste whole joys. |
Love's mysteries in souls do grow, But yet the body is his book. Extasy |