Soft rhythms cover me;

[?]

Oh, the long [?] styles tumbling down. 

Musical thought without sound.

Strong magical lines over the land... 

Strange mystical lines on her hands.

Twin Gemini, split in two; 

Half is for me, half for you.

Gemini childe...



Gemini childe---woman grown,

Lost in a world not her own.

My midnight friend, split in two;

Half is for me, half for you.

Gemini childe

Gemini childe