Shower me with some reckless love
Let me drown in endless ecstasy.

thorny screwpines stop,
musky fragrent flowers enchant;
blood scented ecstasy!

I will write a poem in your soul
With the pieces of your eternal tenderness.
I will draw every letter with your lust
Letters to the contact of your skin.
I will gather the words with your passion
Even get to rhyme your beauty
And reach the ecstasy of your love..

i wonder if you still have the memory
of how it felt to possess me
or how sweet i tasted,
our bodies pushing against each other
screaming in your brain
burns of the third degree,
just like mine
a ghost in the background
taunting, yearning for ecstasy
bathing in endless torments
a martyr for your love.

What length dies sorrow,and dies joy what breadth;
What fool claims this 'the ecstasy of death'?
What show these withered springs,these summers dimmed;
Show what autumn leaves,but man's last cold breath?

Last vial of mirth spilt, and last vial of grief;
Lies what fun in this mockery of relief?
Awaits calm? And think lingers good ahead?
Stands but far from the prospect of belief.

All the hearts of lead,all the hearts of gold,
All the timid,meek men,and all those bold,
All the kings and subjects,masters and slaves,
Must all hear death,hear all its truth told.

Death is dull and cold,death is all but joy,
Death is nature's decree,death is God's toy.