This sweet token of my loving lover's love is yours to keep, all alone in the eternal night. This kiss, breathed from the lips of a lover's achingly effervescent kiss, this touch of total death in all its entirety, this taste-filled kiss, stolen away swiftly from the trembling, touchless and tasteless lips of a lover's warm touch, tender as the night, this kiss that you took - you, sweet thief of eternal light - this kiss of a death, as yet unknown - ever golden, never before stolen, never to be sold, always to be gold, and, this kiss, sweet captor of my loving love, this kiss alone, is yours to keep, forever more, ever more, and of course, never more...
