One might see in Mina
My disease
But is She who has infected me
For all eternity...
As the sun slips the tearaway stars
Into the scented scheme of night
I kissed her mouth like a dark red rose
Set upon a marbeled dream of white
So pure of thought like a vestal statue
Jewelled with a God-lent grace
I was close to comming when She bid adieu
Fuelled by the heartache rent upon her face there
Oh mina, obscener Thoughts obsess my days
Oh mina, obscener Thoughts possess me That I must now obey
They say the darkest hour Is that before the dawn
When nothing in one's power
Can dissipate the great forlorn
Shadows of the fire that haunt me
Like risen whispers of her name For dawn is a dusk
Wherein needs must Erupt from the grave aflame
Written in the dead of night
And ridding on the burning wind
Smitten by her read delight
My words alight like leaves of sin
Stepping through a mirror The princess on the emerald glass
Brought me one sip nearer Love's inerfal past..
They say Hell hath no furies
Like a woman scorned by life
When the Heavenly Judge and juries
Participate to chain this wife
With forced cirtues, Her secret needs Drew on my foreign blood
On warm wet night, with strom-wracked bites
I gave her Eden after the flood
Written in the dead of night
And ridding on the burning wind
Smitten by her read delight
My words alight like leaves of sin
Verona,Marishka, Aleera
Brides of old and goddnesses all
Forgive my wishes to be always near her
Forever of whenever seas recall
This Aphrodite form my embrace
For as Mars whom her lips placate
I tore these shores with wars of hatred
Before our Paris set his fate In Helen, one might find a mistake
In winning tragedy For all eternity
I am still lovesick for mina
I am still so lovesick for her
I am still lovesick for mina
I am still so lovesick for her
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