Love In Cambridge Village

Nights fall curtains are drawn
Miss Patel have you ever seen Sin
The faces of Darkness in silent Sleep?
The dying wish of a dying priest,the weeping
of your pre-teen wish?
Miss patel have you yet questioned the truth
by the stairs of your maiden mouth?
Or have you yet witnessed the disappearances
of the divine appearances across the ethereal
Sky of starry Hymen!
Miss Patel you cry in passion poems
I go in,you make me eat and drink the treat
of Venus by your love tricks!
Miss Patel have you yet sinned Sin?Seen the
dying of shadows by the clamouring clouds?
You pray but you cannot stay;he draws you
inch by inch like the black-holes in the
hallowed dreams;you try but you cannot resist
the deep,deep penetrations of the irresistable
love prince deep in your love sink.