• Cutting away the perpetual memories
    The truth remains
    An enigma to the world this love is candles and moon flowers
    Taboo affections dance on tainted tongues
    Sin reminiscent of silk
    Pleasant against mink skin
    In its cold smooth clasp carnal fashions blaze to precarious intensity
    As the day perish silent lips convey secret messages
    In the forest keep this illegal love endures
    But time proved to be the enemy
    Exposed the masquerade ends
    Scarlet burns on their breast
    Their future carved in broken glass
    No redemption to mend the ruptured bonds
    But
    Is it right to judge when on our own breast we bear that same sinful mark?