1
Where does it derive its strength? is it the blood soaked soil? or the fear stained heart?A.P. Sweet
2
Awake, then die in the arms of a modified lover sleep, then dream in the absence of a tangible lover envision, then sing in the thralls of a hungry loverA.P. Sweet
3
Runaway my phantom bride and take your bouquet of poisonous flowers float away specter and take the rest of my desireA.P. Sweet
4
At night i loved her at night i waited under the tarp at night i watched her looking up at the stars dreaming of a better time to watch meA.P. Sweet
5
Shall we dance into the perpetual torture of our union once more?A.P. Sweet
6
I witness the birth of the moon and her servants walking the night sky pulling us into their wakeA.P. Sweet
7
The heavens raped from our misuse of loveA.P. Sweet