Wednesday, April 27, 2005
It lives inside me, it is who I am
Fueling the desire, the dark forbidden passion
It takes control, my will it does bend
Of sense make none words of my confession
But pure guile prehaps? Could it be?
Affection displaced in senseless control
Displaying so in splendourous decree
Love unending, though heart grow old
Grant me liberation's hand I plea
Never for granted never for a day
Cherished for eternity, worshipped by me
Only you can rid this hunger away