Prisoner Of Your Kisses
Here, It is very strange hot and yet
I'm so cold and almost undressed!
I walk this dreary place from oppressed
east to west or across to the longest bet!
Gray birds, crows and dark birds wings,
sadly of fear, they hum my sad love disagree!
The blizzards follow me and surround me,
between big and hot red rings!
In prison of my gray thoughts I fight,
I'm still a prisoner and my crime I had planed
to purge it fearfully and with very fright!
However I always kept myself constrained
of your slave eyes and between the dark night
I have tasted of your poison very entertained!