Malice
As I ponder at your picture
Truth be modest I adore you
Through these curtains must you tease me
Drinking sweet erotic mixture
Who art thou within thy bedroom
Living, laughing, and kissing hours
Intimacy without my lips
When am I to be the bridegroom
As Prometheus steals the fire
From the heavens for man to use
I shall set my flame upon you
As a thought set to conspire
My eyes wander in your haven
And I see your intimate thoughts
Swimming in another mans dream
I shall haunt you as a raven
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