CeCe's Interlude

Journey's unknown to the High standards of hers Only to reveil withing a cloak of purple mass She lives withing my lair where eyes cant reach her Soul searching ungrateful users are vengeful Surronded by glass tables leads a new frame to this reality She waits for me to see her Purple dress flowing as she pours out her love A slave to her will is nothing more than a truth unsaid Captivated by her velvet kisses , her love is my Bliss Leaving my essence upon clouds without numbers Until she leave I return to my stratosphere where i belong Lusting her forgiving embrace one more