It was the morning sun that woke me,
washing in and burning straight into my heart.
Though I couldn't really see how it mattered
I knew that would play a big part.
I wasn't able to really focus,
the taste of you still on my lips.
When I couldn't see how important it could be,
naturally I drank of your soul in sips.
Oh, how my heart soars on blood-red, silken wings.
Drifting upon breezes of your lavedar dreams,
please don't wake for fear I'll fall...
...down into despair.
Would you believe my soul is a statue molded
by your lithe mind and soft breath.
I know though what you wanted wasn't exactly what you got,
this bond between us will never break until death.
Just one caress from you,
is all I will ever ask in return.
Please do not despise me,
for I will love you evermore.
