Universal antiquity, circles a silver moon.
The drawings, love the mid morn noon.
As sane as the deepest sky.
I wonder why.
My lasting touch is not enough.
My blood on your lips, it slowly slips.
And fantasy resembles stillness.
Like the bluest calm in a rivers ocean.
Bring me desire, lasting memory.
Dance as a wolf rums in the extremity.
And live in a world with me at ease.
If you please.
For love lasts as long as the stars,
Explode and flash their brightness.