If You Like
Gather the wind swept papers with your broken hands, hate me if you like
Read it under the moon, your shaken beneath the light
Gallant springs hold no pierce of the doubt
But with your fragile blood seemingly no reason, no way out
Could you love me if I could clear you eyes or would you embrace me not?
I wasn’t your vision but muse too strong to have fought?
Strip away the past, where could you judge me?
You are an epiphany, you are a meaning but you could not believe
Open eyes perceive you blindly, no vision within sight
And all the verses from your defense had probably proved you right
O, darling read my vow-I see through your dream
Shaken beneath a guilt raised sword, handled like water spilt within its gleam
But why feed the prey to invoke the lion when I could make you mine
Fed with the lust of paradise, it could be heaven in time
Perceive me the way you want, lion-I am you within the light
You are what I am, Hate me if you like
Lex
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