A Fantasy within a fantasy Two bodies entwined With no purpose but to Put off time with a joy That never leaves a complete Trace in the memory The recall of the ******* Never enough to stop The wicked cravings
Born within us, this desire, This destiny to multiply, but Somehow changed into Cries and whispers, screams That hold no pain
Or perhaps a pain That the moment is never Recaptured easily, it takes So much to find a pair