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