one swift moment taken by the bliss,
that is how a devil sent his kiss,
thy softness that touched and swept,
the sweetness that made the knees so weak.
the warmth and care as it was laid,
made so unforgettable as fire was made,
underneath the moonlight shadow,
were souls who seemed to live in hollow.
Oh love, oh passion or what be called,
for unknown rage that we behold,
should go against the tempest told,
to step across the line unfold.
And so even the extent of time,
can't chase the memories there in sublime,
that even when eyes rest by the dawn,
the fire should always lit and reborn.
Oh how those devil's sweet kisses,
burnt the senses like candles lit,
for the flame that took all sanity,
for untold love that was all to me...
