Where the shadows carress the mind

None is apt to revive the reason

Stroking, manipulating, craving to find

Attractive and irrestible is the temptation


My pure soul she tasted

And the savour inebriated her with desire

The only one to soothe her ire

This uncut jewel she could shapes without haste


She charmed me with her voice, soft as the night

A crystalline sound carried along by the wind by a man who starved

Queen of beauty and sensual delight

Nymph with an unnatural body, all of marble carved


The paleness of her skin

Blends oh so well with the clouds so white

But her soul, filled with an infinity of sins

Is like the darkest coal burried in the dephts of an abyssmal site


We gave ourselves to the pleasures of the flesh

In the ruins of an ancient cathedral

Where in distant times, bounds and ruptures were derived 

Amidst shades of the pas and old memories of passion forgot

Under a timeless veil...


Where the shadows capture the minde

None is apt to revive the reason

Drinking, draining, yet loving in kind

Attractive and mortal is the temptation