In your *******
Your beauty
Is compressed.
When you walk,
Eyes chase you
To sip
For the ached soul.

From the very first glance
I was seized.
O woman of no choice!
You are the focal of anima!
You have been created
In God's image
In me.
You are the archetype.
O woman of inevitability!
I have no choice but to love.
And from the very first glance
You were seized.
I am a man of no choice!
I am the focal of animus!
I have been created
In God's image
In you.
I am the archetype.
I am a man of inevitablility!
You have no choice but to love.

I display
And when you choose,
I become the Love Bug.
I will take radical decisions.
I will trespass any removable plug.
I will submit myself.
I will lock my phallus in you,
And I will toss away the key.
Only I can inseminate you.
The rest of my life
Will be spent in copulation.
Only death will put an end
To my commitment.
Only death will do us apart.
And when I die,
You will be destined
To drag me around
Until you give birth to
Another Love Bug.

They looked at you
As a work of art
As a masterpiece.
Then they took you
To the auction
Where beauty collectors were gathered
To bargain the price
And outdo each other
To finally own you
And metamorphose you
Into a decoration
For their filthy walls,
And to show off.
For me,
I did not place the price tag
On you,
For you are priceless.
So I did not buy you;
I stole you.

I am the great spirit
And I desire you.
So Get ready for
The great odyssey.
Submit yourself to trance
Dance
Bleed
Dominate the scene
Be the voodoo
Be the sacrifice
For me
Be possessed
Be no longer you
Be no longer there
Let your aches be the limbo
Let your body be the medium
Let you be the vessel
For me to dwell.
I am the great spirit.