Monday, June 20, 2016

why, oh why my lover`s brand
is to hate under love`s name,
but she, my guiding hand,
will always be my fate

her silky skin and smile so wide,
never, nothing to hide
never, nothing to hide,
just the way, my love, my pride.

She is there, and once was I,
and now, the nowhere of my life,
the lovers left alive,
the apples all so ripe.

She dances in my soul,
that dance, that melts me whole,
I melt. I melt. I melt.

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