deep red rose of crimson joy
chill my bed of piercing thorn
where i ache for a mate to fill me in
come & dance with me
in rhythm and passion

creep onto doors of heavenly gates
dwell over summits of towering parnassus
where you could fly
cry yet so soft
for i shall keep you
still and strong

and i will drink down all the love
sketch souls through my lips
seek a god of fantasies you etched
dammit! im inlove no more!