Why when I kindle the lamp of my songs,Comes swaying a graceful storm?Dancing to the rhythm of the flickering flame,Bewitched by the tunes of my melod..
Reaching for a hand to hold, footsteps to followI giggled and said "My victory shan't be hollow."But blindfolded was I and walking barefoot on grassI ..
I lit her body and breathed her odourMy head spun round to the scentOf her fragranceShe stayed silent while I kept her burningIn desire and lusty plea..