So long ago, my face was kissed,

That feeling, though, has been missed,

I long to feel those wicked lips,

To touch them with my finger tips,

I might have wanted them to go,

But since then my desire did grow,

Into a large pool of distress,

I want it all - I'm such a mess,

Your vile drink has long been spilled,

But the love in me has not been killed,

No wires, ropes, or razors ever could do or undo,

The pain you've caused me and I've caused you,

You tease me with that tempting word,

I can't listen, yet I've heard,

L for lies, and O for obvious,

V for venom, and E for envious,

Take the cloth from over my eyes,

Love me once more, and don't disguise,

The need to kiss me with those cruel lips of yours,

Finish the mess, the undone chores,

Remove the cloth, return my sight,

I'm hard to defeat, but I've given no fight.