The Cries of a Man Tortured With Love

April 26, 2012
You girl,
oh you beautiful, blessed girl!
What you have stirred in me
has long slumbered in the sanctuary
it built beneath my bones,
beating something so sad

You temptress,
oh you wrathful, wicked temptress!
What witchery be this
by which you swindle me my peace and cast
me spiraling into
that which drives sane men mad?

You darling,
oh you noble, naive darling!
What has love taught you that
she kept hid from me during her ruthless
and heart-rending lessons
that holds your faith so firm?

You lover,
oh you divine, delicate lover!
If you are willing then
so am I, no matter what the effects;
even if we are cursed
with only the short-term

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