My Ontole delighting in rapturous relishing
Holds to herself another in request
Ing bling and holding on faster than ever
Forever with-held from the depths of cantere.
Ontole relinquishing holds to the light
Held faster last lightly than ever before.
Such softnesss, sweet pinky, Has led me, discovered
To ree-vealed and relishing kat supping despair.
Despairing Canterian resting; implosive
Has you to be thankful for blue Moloch's despair.
Lasting for ever in catching the nectar
Of life in the lost souless repair.
The hair of sweet darling is eternally tresses;
Of trees of eternity in hoping repair,
Lost, peiced in fat tumining, fell down to the terre.
As death and sweet dying held ably Cantere.
Release you my dearest, My Ontole, the love of my life
Release you in deepness, revealing respite,
Hold nothing so dear, Red, that anchors your hell
Let everything loose Love, the love of my life.