You are my dream of bliss, m'love…
Paradise inside a kiss, m'love…
Can it get any better than this?
Anything else I so badly miss?
Only while I'm awake.
Nothing I wouldn't take if
It could but kill this ache
That wears your shape
But can't disguise
It's but a shade
Stretched so thin
It's obvious there's only
Fraud inside, a
Fake of fog within a
Pale copy of your satin skin.…
What use desire
Without your wood to
Feed my fire?
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