Marred with scars of ivory
Falls down her shoulders, all billowy
Exhales, so brief, with butterfies
Inhales, total, in ectsasy
Farewell, my love, farewell. I bid you sweet adieu
Cry your forlorn tears and wish me well; beauty sits, do i dare to touch it?
Exasperation I relent
I calm thy wicked fears
Show me, show me, show me now
I dry your whispered tears
Calm begs me leave, like fevered hand
Exit, now ask me anything
Rancid, putrid, festers still
Frowns on me, the known evil
Silence, silence, whispers silence
Echo of a thought
Beckon love, pure and clean
Still will fall like rain
Trance in white repose
Gently swaying, to and fro
Do not fear the sound of twilight
Engaved in lamentations of the lost