Speaking Soul.

Dusk to dawn we bound to die tied,
Like pairs of dove in one river we drown,
In one road we've vowed to bond,
In the land of living one thing we're born,
And so in streams of life and death each other we own,
Earth's irony death has died for our love to be broad,
And so pain shall hold us rising and not torn,
Pain for gain as it shall leave us grown,
As streaming sky meteors we'll hold it long lived,
Precious that our love is a gold,
And so we claim untold romance fantasy told,
As world watches the male bimbo and his goddess rock romance town,
No shock holding loose the high heights unlocked,
Unveiling the souls pleasure heart invested,
All this energy in veins where merry is held,

With my waist swing and let I mean your world,
Lost be you in the best that love gives as a word,
Then wholly I subdue to you as lord,
Neither to west nor east shalt I hold this love gone,
And so this love is enough lest you get fooled,
Red are our roses in the darkest cages never banished,
So to life we owe sensational and eternal terms of love as promised.

Dedicated to a soulmate of all times.