Saturday, May 10, 2008

Oct 29, 1981

My heart beats on, everfast
And time is lost to me
For I have fallen in her trap
As I would wish it be

My senses rise, flame and fire
For why, I've never heard.
Eyes that promise deep desire
Wanting to be burned.

But soon enough, the heat is quenched
The fever's gone for sure.
And even though my heart be wrenched,
For me there is no cure.

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