On
turning the corner,
I
am wandering aimlessly near,
Wondering
will I see you here,
Will
this love yet queer?
For
in the twinkling,
Of
your soulful eyes, lies, well,
What
of it can I tell,
They
burn hotter than fiery hell.
Goblin
knew a force,
Of
the temptations yet to see,
When
you fell, beaten fatefully,
Reclining
sated next to me.
Talking
in open air,
I
can smell the lilacs in hair,
Speaking
secrets only I would dare,
Castles
in the air,
Bring
sensations of a holy light,
Where
loving you is all that's right,
My
sword sullen no more to fight.
Sounds
of silence cover,
Darkness
becomes a precious shroud,
Star-fields
show me how I'm proud,
When
my lover screams aloud.
Moved
by natures force,
We
lose some consciousness of course,
And
we're thrown beyond our source,
Before
desire knows sweet divorce.
I
return to you,
For
it's my wish to overthrow,
All
the doubts I'd ever know,
'M'
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