

My SalvationAround, all around, the mourners gather.My Salvation
My dread grows as the dagger of your words falls against my naked soul.
It slays me, and darkly my
life's blood drips
to the broken ground.
In agony I hang my head
while oblivion hovers close.
Now alone, my soul falls upon blind eyes.
This is my salvation


DesireThe red rose whispers of passion,Desire
And the white rose breathes of love;
O the red rose is a falcon,
And the white rose is a dove.
But I send you a cream-white rosebud
With a flush on its petal tips;
For the love that is purest and sweetest
Has a kiss of desire on the lips.
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