I taste honey having no taste

The Empress, I made you so.

Maybe others too did.

You get to have right to kill me.

You cannot set to have right

To kill my right to love you.

The Enchantress, I made you so.

Maybe others too did.

You lock me by your looks.

You wind me by your locks.

You have no right to kill that act.

You bathe in my loving you.

I wilt in my loving you.

Your love lurks intense.

Your words feign innocence.

In both I ambles in exuberance.

29.08.2002