Her hair of Satin, silk or cotton I pray that you'll never be forgotten. The taste of your blood shed kiss, The moist impression it left on my lips. The curves of a godess with flawless grace, is carved inside my mind to race. Your eyes with every shade of blue, my ruptured fantasy i once knew. my out stretched hand still waits for your call. Sometimes i wonder if we'll meet at all. When anothers fragrance begins to lose my fixated gaze, You rise upon to blow away the haze. You evanescent and then reappear, abra-ka-da-bra u disappear. so long has my heart become a core so rotten, but my lustful angel of praise will never be forgotten.
