Jul 3, 2009

Lusty Kiss

Lusty kiss
Is that you gave?
Filled with bliss
I took it very safe.

Death in my arms
For which you longed.
Will it harm?
My rest lifelong.

Shed your tears.
Molded with fear.
You my dear
What is unclear?

Nothing we did wrong.
To repent very strong.
Is that devil with horn?
Hurting like a thorn.

The moon, coming from the west.
Will ask to build our nest.
From there we start our quest.
And make our soul to rest.

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