Guess I was destiny to then writefill up each lonely poetic nightas I bleed again my soulful inkon my way to the literal brinkConsulting more than the starswhile I tally up all my scarsall of those that I have...

Lie down my ladyin my arms. In this night, beside the sea.To taste the feastwhich I prepared. Just for you, and much for me.Still I can't forget those nights.In that musky place, I couldn't see.Except yourhands groping around, until you found.The one you seek, to set...