By Kato Corleone
Date: 16 April 2000

Untitled

Life without you is like eternal
darkness upon my grave.
   Without your sweet voice is like
dying by the tears that sorrow 
my soul.

Your touch is like the soft pedals
of a red rose.
   Without it it's the thorn from
the stem which inserts the passion
of my love.

Your kiss is like the spark that
starts my heart.
   Without it it's black with 
Rage.