What need for a candle that must remain unlit?
Whispers no longer suffice,
Its time to pay the price.
I’ll give it all to you this day,
No matter what will or may.
Stolen water tastes sweeter
Than honeyed wine from a sister.
My heart is faint and my soul weary
Of moments stolen to make me merry.
So lets tell it to the winds;
Peel off the covering rinds,
And bare before the eyes of all,
The perfection of cupid’s call.
The hours of love in darkened meadows
And days of bliss in hidden shadows
I’ll barter for seconds of bliss or flight
Shared in the stern glow of light!
Love and show it to the whole world. love is not a crime!
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