Cool Lupin XI
Well. I thought I'd continue. Warning, this is REALLY bad poetry.
*
‘… and through thy greasy locks
I yearn for my fingers to run,
I wish to shelter your porcelain skin
From the harsh light of the sun.
Let us away! Where we be anon,
And where you will sit for hours
In front of me, and with mine eyes,
Thy form I shall greedily devour.
I have seen those who dare
To cast upon you their lustful gaze,
Alas! For me, those are moments lost
In a reckless, jealous haze.
Without you, I am incomplete,
But your touch sets me to a-mend.
One small word from your slim, clear lips
And to the heavens I ascend.
Do not be upset at my absence, love,
For grease of no amount,
Could ever wipe away the stains
Of your tears on my account.
Take my hand, my dearest Sev,
Come now, your touch, do not deny,
Just one look from your smouldering eyes,
O! Methinks that I should die!’
*
-Kiks
*
‘… and through thy greasy locks
I yearn for my fingers to run,
I wish to shelter your porcelain skin
From the harsh light of the sun.
Let us away! Where we be anon,
And where you will sit for hours
In front of me, and with mine eyes,
Thy form I shall greedily devour.
I have seen those who dare
To cast upon you their lustful gaze,
Alas! For me, those are moments lost
In a reckless, jealous haze.
Without you, I am incomplete,
But your touch sets me to a-mend.
One small word from your slim, clear lips
And to the heavens I ascend.
Do not be upset at my absence, love,
For grease of no amount,
Could ever wipe away the stains
Of your tears on my account.
Take my hand, my dearest Sev,
Come now, your touch, do not deny,
Just one look from your smouldering eyes,
O! Methinks that I should die!’
*
-Kiks
