I'm done panting and ranting like a desert demon
Giving out all in me when I felt to enshrine you with my trust
All my agonies were turning my sweat to blood
I don't know how to love but I gave you my eudaemon
My pains and sweat has been a crud
I gallant bite around like a desolate gaint
I went to the cardinals, to know love;
I came back seeking for loaf
I'm fragmented into weeping stars.
My heart ache and my pains gains hurt
My heart bleed like a crying heaven with descending blood
Tho' your love is a wine; that turns wise into tomfool, so was I
I mewl like a lonely widow every night
No one to cuddle with in harmattan's night.
I took my gossamer, I blew affectionate kisses on it
Trying to recall your flavour
I could smell the gossamer's savour
But I'm done with you, I want to be salvor.
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