A Fine and Private Place

The coldness turns your skins fine hue From ivory stain to deep sea blue While cold and lonely you do lie As in your grave you do abide And I would lay there if I could With rotting flesh within the wood Though all your hair clings to your skull Yet still my flaming passion pulls For yet this love between us lies Even though our bodies should die We long to reignite the flame That in our lives drove us insane To roll within the casket walls To break the silence with our calls To consummate our love at last To feel our dead hearts beating fast And you my bride for one sweet night When the angels have taken flight Leaving us to flicker so bright For one brief moment our love is right