Cast me in dark shadows like a myth of figments
haunting
sequels to brush and blush in ecstasy?
In a fool's paradise
we could mock each other with sweet infatuation
and let the nectars flow.
She pulled me in
with silver tongue and ruby lips.
Seduced and tantalized
with bewitched gestures of fancy indulgence
I flatter obscene desire?
I dived into the depth of her being,
and haven't resurfaced.
Infatuation bloomed, flowering this passion.
Let this adoration
arouse flagrant snugness with unquenched warmth and char,
Now Friendship is silent decay!
Tell me girl from the west, where the sun will ever set,
Would you love this with joy?
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