Testo Protectuer

I now am conscious with this ectasy Which brings me nearer to the child in me Thou gav'st the comrad whom I now no more can do without Though cold and scornful he O' Protecteur We're so alike but too dark in heart O' Protecteur We're so alike but still apart Demeans me to myself and with a breath A word transforms this gift to nothingness Within my breast he fans a lawless fire Unwearied for that fair and lovely form Thus in desire I hasten to enjoyment Thus in desire I hasten to enjoyment And in enjoyment pine to feel desire