Sins XII
By Ld Marduk
Oh...my aching soul, am I to feel this way, for all eternity... to never know the pleasures, that the flesh doth bring? For though my eyes are flame, and my heart...doth hunger so, with desire that...doth fire the blood, am I to never know? The sweet taste...of her lips, the softness...of her touch, the scent of her perfume... its taste...upon my tongue? Is such...so great a sin, so foul a thought, indeed... to woo her, and seduce her, that she be known to me? Alas...I have no answer, for such...is but a dream, and will be one, I know that I... will be remembering. Written August 9th, 1995 © on Sep 09 2001 02:07 PM PST 18 • 0 • 16
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