Tainted~
The angel's pure white wings
Are not for me to touch
I can have all other things
But they do not matter much
For all I want is you
But these tainted hands of mine
Cannot touch those wings and my desire grew
For all the while I pined
Those white wings of yours
Make me want to grasp
The concept that I cannot think any more
Makes my mind collapse
My tainted black hands
Will only stain thy wings
Although I desire you like the treasure from all lands
It is not so grand
For I am tainted
In black
My sins are painted
I want those wings on your back
I grieve them so
That I'm willing to die
But I already know
I cannot have them, so I sigh
-sukii
[AN: For Finn and Access]
 sukiyakiii · Sat Mar 03, 2007 @ 06:30pm · 2 Comments |
