In mournful solitude I sit,
Locked in mine dungeon room,
Light seeps naught, candle lit,
Awaken I say, confidential tone
Words not heard, merest whim
Another day, I am on my own
No one answered quell within.
Loathing memories, days of past,
Ephemeral pleasures, don’t last,
Memories unfold, shimmering.
Anguish abounds tortured destiny,
Mysteriously enraged flesh,
Consoles your nature solitary,
Morbid idleness aspires.
Immense aromatic incense,
Tantalizing at best,
Cover perfumed forest scents,
Longing for your breast.
From within dwells dubious fears,
Where have you been?
Ravished heart dissolved in tears.