A Surreal Dream and Message

When the surreal dream of the sun highlights the waveless rive The echo of peaceful nature fills the space Life convenes together in adoration for the Nymph I will come to thee You are a beautiful spirit, a lustrous Queen Wielding seduction without knowing So far from me I wilt in erotic despair Weakened by your fragments and legs of porcelain precision I picture myself appeasing you on a rosary pedals splattered sheets Dying to the unearthly grace you present When you awake I feel you are the definition of elegant life Expending a perverted night, expending my lustful thoughts I would surrender myself to splendor of her loving caress Underneath pale moonlight, weaving a poetic spell Kissing becomes feverous, stolen by whispering love Beneath the stars my heart goes thin, she calls for me in my mind She fades like all unrealistic fantasies It’s infernal but I must say this Victoria I see your face in every sense of desire flame You only have yourself to blame You know I want you so bad Mon Cherie thinking of you is driving me mad Out of all the women I’ve feasted my eyes on They pale in comparison to you No, they are not you I’d rather keep on yearning