May I steal a smile from you my sweet,
Your sweet sweet hair do love me unseen.
Doth eyes into thine manipulators of these loving fingers.
Would love to put at your cheeks and smother with of all me.
In my realm I am astute to this abominable frozen and frigid winter.
I to need to knead your love to warm me in my hell.
-in Munni de Hades.
of Lust of Persephone.