You are the clouds.
You are the stars.
You are my sun.
You are my moon.
But without doubts,
you leave some scars,
that weight a tone,
in your dark room.
......
Great passions that should have remained dead had been woken
and words that should not have been said had been spoken.
The door to love was pushed opened wide, and dare he enter in
to lie close with erato at his side and lovemaking begin?
Or, will his passion be confined to just loving poetry alone,
To dream only of their bodies entwined and passions left unknown?
He'd been pierced by Erato's dart andneeded his love to share.
and unrequited love's broken heart would be so hard to bear.
You are the clouds.
You are the stars.
You are my sun.
You are my moon.
But without doubts,
you leave some scars,
that weight a tone,
in your dark room.
......
Great passions that should have remained dead had been woken
and words that should not have been said had been spoken.
The door to love was pushed opened wide, and dare he enter in
to lie close with erato at his side and lovemaking begin?
Or, will his passion be confined to just loving poetry alone,
To dream only of their bodies entwined and passions left unknown?
He'd been pierced by Erato's dart andneeded his love to share.
and unrequited love's broken heart would be so hard to bear.