If it was what your heart desired,
I would ****** the sun from the skies,
Place it inside your arms,
Unbeknownst to my sightless eyes,

I would catch the gleams of the moon,
That bounce off the darkest shadows
Steal the beauty of man
And listen to the wolves harrow,

I would strike a match in a second,
Burn the world in the hottest of fires,
Gather the essence of what was left,
If it was what your heart desired.

At last at peace,
Closing her pale rose lips,

Dawn till Dusk her fingers count,

Until she shall again rise,
Rise and watch the nights moon clasped in the sky's hands

With her long lost orchid eyes

“My children,” he said “Be aware of devilry,

                    For as Mankind is held in esteem,

Refrain from catching the ***** tendency

               Or you will become an ill mans dream.”

Tear me a shred of the good
Lords Dignity
For what is a man if he
Doesn’t sicken me

Star dusted wishes, blessed with
An angels touch
Look her in the eyes
Convince her that its not lust

I can see why the wise men
said that she is crazy
As she inhaled the scent of Myrrh
And screamed “it doesn’t phase me”