It is just today when the kiss that u once painted on my lips has been stolen,
Neither did u force me,nor did u fondle me;
Goodness gracious! It was an accident.
No love,no hope,no nurture,no passion,no surprise,no shock,
Neither conscious,nor subconscious,nor unconscious.
Gordian gloomy green rather i say.
So fierce,as if heaven's curse,
So grave,as if God's verse,
Farewell! Vintage laws,
Farewell! Moral gasps.
So did i groan,morning dew be fossil,
You are not to hold me up,not to hold on to this fingertip,
You are to daydream me,u r to portrait me,scourge me then.
May You either tear me off...