Locked in a box of dark and red
With sheaths of flow, showersand round
Am I the one or just one more?
She dwells inside of that warm surround
Embark inside of that open door
Thoughts of him with warmth profound
With his face a mix of sweet and kind
Come Rains of pearls in weighs of pound
For there no hope, "let's kiss n' part"
There was no fear, no Love was found
If lies an hour of meet of the souls
Shake eyes forever, the feel on the ground"
I pray to Him he finds a Gold
With music of Gates and pleasury sound
Was not in the fates to tight that hold
For him I wish a life unbound
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