Lost In Darkness
Lost in darkness of lust are two beings
On lonely graves they lie each moonlit night
Saying they want to add their silent craving to
Tombs of those who lusted and loved most
In every forest and catacombs they go
Nights lick the juices of their amorousness
Dark clouds offer warmth to Adam’s suit
Angry frogs and toads look curiously at
Reality-show performed without audience
Knees complain of labor without pay
Nocturnal beings standby to watch the orgy
Every ghost resting in peace wakes up
Seen are skeleton hands on cheeks in awe
Souls of those who see without eyes troubled
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