Stranger in sheets
Warmer may it get
Pleasure will it give?
Pain might yet be
Longer moon sets
Surer its genesis
Pray we meet
May we crossroad
Maybe unfold
Lusts like flowers blossom
Until light come
Till dark shades
Then once more,
Once more before we part
No more to meet
Heavy with pervetious nostalgia
I lust to win once more
To sin yet win
By Jefumare © 2009
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