Through a Crystal, Darkly
(For Lolita) 
 
 
 

              She's so fine, she glows in the dark, 
                      Ignited by the Devil's spark. 
              Catholic girl. Missionary. 
                      In positions extraordinary! 
              There is no logic, there can be no sense: 
                      Chalk it up to experience! 
              Sweet Lolita, my obsession... 
                      Come and quench this burning passion. 
              I am the sad one who lives in pain, 
                      I am the mad one, quite insane, 
              I am your joy, your deepest sorrow;
                      Your darkest past, your bright tomorrow. 
              There are no chains that may ever bind us, 
                      Deep in the shadows no one will find us! 
              There is no time, there is no age - 
                      Mine is the sorrow. Yours; the rage. 

                      Don't tell me tales, tell me no lies, 
                      Don't touch my soul with your frozen eyes! 
                      Don't tell me stories without a plot - 
                      Don't tell me jokes you forgot. 
                      My Lolita, sweet obsession... 
                               Will you be mine today? 

              Are you a woman? Are you a child? 
                      Is it a sin? I can't decide! 
              Tell me of what your heart sings... 
                      When I come to you on tattered wings, 
              An angel fallen, cast from Grace. 
                      I find Heaven in your face. 
              And if I love you hard, and I love you long, 
                      Will it be right? Can it be wrong? 
              Is there something for me to touch? 
                      Deep inside, where you keep so much. 

              I'll come to you in your hour of need, 
                      I'll come in thought, I'll come in deed, 
              To take away the endless hurt: 
                      I will be your death. Your rebirth. 
              Cloaked in darkness I'll slip inside 
                      To take you for my darkling bride, 
              To sate the hunger, to feed the Beast: 
                      A flash of white, and a crimson feast! 

                      Don't tell me tales, tell me no lies, 
                      Don't touch my soul with your empty eyes! 
                      Don't tell me stories without a plot - 
                      Don't tell me jokes you forgot. 
                      Sweet Lolita, my obsession... 
                          Can you come out and play? 

 
 
 

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GYPSY PETE
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