Sombre Wine

When he kisses without doubt
He dances at the edge of desire
He is silent when his warm mouth
Are subjugating her conscience
Afterwards unbidden thoughts come back
But hes already gone
Like a beast of prey
Like a master of chase
Its the nature of rapacity
Frolic with her sensuality
I still believe in people who think
Love is something more than desire
Although it flavours our life
With a taste of sombre wine
When she walks the air becomes so heavy
Underneath the naivety theres her silent slyness
To fall a vitim to you is only a delight
Often the
Beast is the
Beauty The wolf can be eaten by the lamb
Afterwards unbidden thoughts come back
But hes already gone
Like a beast of prey
Like a mistress of chase
Its the nature of rapacity
Frolic with her sensuality theres no divinity
Which cant be sold
Please dont talk about love
Until I believe in it
But I still believe
Although I see rivers of lies
Which have taken possession of us
So please dont tell me
That true love is what shes searching for
Because it cant be found
Through the perdition in following arms