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I saught against passion
to hold to love
til thee came fourth
breaking away all enui
so seldom did i seek lust
in the instint to your appearance
I deamed to have you
how the light of the dieing sun shadowed you
making you more defined, your features gleemed
with intensity greater then thy sun
more Holy was your face then of heavens angels
I dreamed of the love we could share
intangled are bodys
the man whom did not seek lust
who did not need love
felt the nervous jitters of the first love
for one night would belong to the archives
for nights of this passion rarely are
one night would change our hum - drum existences
the one sight filled me with this urning
a pain growing ever more steadly
to enjoy one sight such, be sin
shall I spend eternity in hell