Her name is Lucybell, The object of my Temptation. Her hands are shackles that keep me in place. Her arms, the chains that tell me not to astray. Her *****, catacombs of happiness and sorrow, Where from my elation and troubles i can burrow. Her eyes, dangling prisons for my soul, Where Angel winged daemons parade it, For all of life's creations to observe it.