Let me whisper to you, tell you all that I know
of my pleasure and fantasy, give you a show
An invisible frenzy or machines of desire
Do you want to hear more of my perpetual fire?
The j**els will speak in the silence of night
They will tell you my secrets of forbidden delight
>From their indiscretion you'll at last understand
Each new sensation that your body demands.
In the realm of the visible, nothing is clear
What's within reach one moment may soon disappear
When you touch the eternal, nothing's ever the same--
the indiscreet j**els are whispering your name.