Beloved pages, I here by condemn you to be my only ones for life

To fear me, to hate me,  to be forced to **** me when the time is right

Never again will her lips intoxicate the ink of my creating

Never again will I dance the same old waltz, while she is waiting

Melodic fires taking over the sadness which taught me how to live

Attaching feelings to words and irradiating confusion as I grief

Eternal angels singing disguised as tears

Forbidden tears swimming disguised as maidens

Desirable maidens betraying their most unholy desires

Dead roses falling through the empty spaces in the room

Enabling the place to receive what it had been missing

The perfect place for a bride and a groom

So long as they continue to be kissing