Lip
To soft skin...

Lips soft,
Never touched...

Little pink house, upon your hill,
With your wide open door...

Ruby red lips
Kiss London skies...

Fortunes in pieces,
Glass touch and gone...

Lost inside, she searches within
The perfect bride tall, blonde and thin...

Ive lost my words
My poems, my essence...

That spell we cast so long ago
To merge our lives together...

Spade slice burnt earth
Smooth delusion...

Love is a ride to the country,
A walk in the park with a friend...

Love not once more,
Nor sleeves to happy heart...

You are the poison of sense
Arch-angel...