endlessnightmares

i wonder, i wonder what the heavens will thunder if i should steal and one would squeal that i tried to taste though quick and chaste the temptation that is you a kiss, a kiss oh just a tiny one, miss it would hardly feel nor scrape or peel light as a feather fleet as the weather and i'll be gone with the wind i ponder, i ponder my mind into the yonder aha! but i'll be quick than you can blow a wick a sweet little sin in the end i won't win a fool can dream, yes?

if loving you is a sin then i shall willingly endure hellfire if it means the chance, just to feel an embrace a small fleeting kiss or perhaps just to hear a lie that you love me even for just a moment even if they will never ring true i would gladly expect them three words, eight letters escaping your sweet lips for but a brief moment so wrong, yet i can't help myself but to dream for the impossible...

Maria, sweet, dearest Maria Oh when that girl loved She'd foolishly do anything and everything Just to please her beloved One day her beloved said, 'Oh look at that woman how lovely a shade of ivory her skin is.' And so Maria, dearest Maria Scrubbed and scrubbed her cocoa skin in an attempt to make it light until it turned red and painful. Then her beloved sighed, 'How enchanting and comely is that lady's hair so vibrant a vermillion.' And so Maria, dearest Maria took a bottle of red hair dye and poured it on her ebony locks but got only a dry, nasty puce. Then her beloved whistled, 'That waist, so lean so fine and fetch