Love you with all the will of heavens
You delight in the summons of Emperor
Who would partake nothing but love of the Gods
And here you rest in naked feet as sworn to pledge
to tip-toe in my presence like paying homage
To the Love God and you would offer to him nectar
And the love rose would blush in the hands of a maiden
And in the end on the altar lies your soul
Unsure of any God who might exist out of chaos
You find around and it sits like an order of the cosmos
And you are young fox
Why don’t you have a feeling for the old?
The sagging life hardly shaking but with a gusto
Looking for some satisfaction to the end of the world
Why don’t you see the old faces smiling?
What is in the body of a damsel that dazzles the stars?
Hung on the tree as if it is the ultimate decree
I am lost to the vixen and the shrew
And the damn earth that helped them grew