Once ‘ before the fog ‘
We’re Two lovers with a song
They thrilled with lust
They drowned with excitement
his presence brought light
Her eyes would light up
Like the morning star
Igniting ‘ crave
‘ Combusting with passion


‘ when all was sour ‘
She sought for his presence
Nagged  for his  warmth,
Urged his tender ‘
Like a dried well ‘
Her soul become thirsty
Her hips swelled
Her breast frigid ‘
Her eyes woven ‘
From the taste of his lips
The wrecks of that  was madness’
Her adorn become silent ‘