The ebony curls, of tresses untamed, of locks with no key, lost forever more in the winds of sweet time, alone; why do you seek so fervently, in furious affections, to suffocate your sweet lover's cry in the unending night?
Why do you stifle his words of sweet love and undying adoration beneath your poisonous lovers kiss? Beneath your lips of death, seek only, and ever more, absorb, consume, presume, to take his sweet words, his prose of passions untold, from his sweet breathe of love's eternal kiss, unknown?
Why do you stifle his words of sweet love and undying adoration beneath your poisonous lovers kiss? Beneath your lips of death, seek only, and ever more, absorb, consume, presume, to take his sweet words, his prose of passions untold, from his sweet breathe of love's eternal kiss, unknown?
