Her elongated face swiftly turned
My side to gaze, her maze afflicted
Oh! I felt the blood rush bursting
My pulse, the passion so piercing
I dared not to out even a phrase
Yet I perceived that misapprehension
She became a figment of my minds
Her lips as she leaked, watery
Appeared her drips so venomous
Glossed her twin lip and I craved
Utmost for the bite, An emortal touch
Sensational to the nerve and mine
Conscience she raved and my queen
Engraved, so absurd turns the caress.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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