Lord Vaulak


My gorgeous sweet blossom
Who's eyes shine like a soothing fire
Holding me, Keeping me captive in their shimmering glare
Then the touch, oh the touch so sweet
Its you my love, My one true love
Who's words are as gentle as a morning breeze
Can we not fly up to the clouds
Where no one could disturb and all we would have is love
Love so passionate like a raging river

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