My heart once a butterfly In the meadow of its soul But time do set flames, on... Its wings of burning gold! All is but a purple wood A black shimmering pool All is but an autumn fall...
Antiquated—greed: Serf of hunger—she’d. Cry.., such a hollow pain... Hearing the wheels of time! Clapping along like a train... Through deaths signal-line!
Have faith in my hand That holds with your heart. Give love but one chance To disparage the dark! If only by rancorous love Let your passions unfold. With truth permitting of
My heart once a butterfly In the meadow of its soul But times do set flames, on... Its wings of burning gold! All is but a purple wood A black shimmering pool All is but an autumn fall...
Another valentine! Another day of roses and wine And you will always be mine. O valentine there’s more to this Than just another passionate kiss There’s a lifetimes worth of promise.
