My sweet, kiss my bitter lips.My love, how shall we dine on my guilt?My beauty, with everything sweet to see,My bitterness, is yet exquisite. Under moon and star,Under faces apart,In love and lust in fire,Far, we walk, under the endless fog,To find a memory that…
Beauty has marked my way,By dismembered flesh.This is a tale of remembrance,To one loss, that pined my heart.One that left me aching,One that left me wanting. Oh, father. When shall you return?Grief has left me with stainsOf the countless struggles beneath swaying grass,And petals that…
