Thy garden grow'th innocence...purity,
thy eyes speak'th mock obscurity,
unobtainable fruits,
unretainable roots.

Thy passion leaveth unquenchable thirst,
thy zealous ember eternally curse,
unendurable fire,
incurable desire.

Thy shrouded glory unrevealed,
thy infernal ora concealed,
perpetual kiss,
immortal bliss.

Beholden faithfully to thee,
heart's hemorrhaging a plea,
for thee it churns,
for thee it burns.