III.

Basement

[TOP'S POV]

 

I.

Hopeless in darkness renderd myself

Thunder and lightning resonate again

A slight movement yonder wonder me

A fair colleen for her nest she flee

II.

The longing in my loins, the tingling in my joints

Hannibal covetous gormandizes its master

The feeling of claret hastening 

The feeing of mind unchastening

III.

Intensity heightening, heartbeat booming

Fair, serene siren, danger's a looming

Nowhere to turn  drowned by the crying cherubs

What was safety was danger, because of the crying cherubs

IV.

Thirsting starving, longing, lusting

A maiden's flesh on my lips, most literal tasting

Venturing towards the cold from the warmth of the hearth of home

Armed with the feelings I harbored all alone. 

 

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