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