Running nowhere for nothing
Floating on a cloud, waiting for the fall
Still tasting a kiss that will not die
Despite everything
In my heart it always rains
And when the Sun comes
It is not for me
In my mind there persists a vision of Love
A passion that calls and fades away
Time is frozen and yet fleeting
A giver of Life and Death
Words are little recompense for the agony of want
The destruction that desire can be
Lust and Sin dance together in a wicked waltz
Until the demonic music stops
And the night comes
There you are still waiting
In stolen
Memories
And within ghosts
Of what could have been.
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