To believe that the arcane walk among us
May seem foolish to some...

Kiss me goodbye -
Wrap your hand around my throat...

Let me fly
Amongst my birds...

Loving her is like reading a book.
Each day that passes is a new adventure...

A canvas simply can not capture
The beauty of her rebirth...

Words hover on trembling lips
While the heart yearns for a love...

My shining star,
When the night is late...

Irrefutable passion sweetens forbidden lips,
Ones I crave to feel dancing along my skin...

The thunderous pound
Of feet running over ground...

A caged bird sings soft
Her lonesome call echoes through...

She is like the northern lights -
Fluidly extravagant amongst chaotic beauty...

Her kiss tastes of heaven, and of hell.
Brimstone colors her lips...