Anti-Story Paroles

I liked the way things lived for her
Her world was either
Nunnery garden
Or a paradise
Of sorts

I met her in nature
Cut off from ordinary life
A place where sin and knowledge
Seemed neither ugly or cruel
Our love began
With a damning of
Fantasy worlds
And that was that
I was willing
To leave them all behind

You made me shout
Made me scream
Stirred the earth in me Playful like the runes
Dark colours in the smoke
Around your eyes as you spoke

When we slept you made me dream
Of things I'd never thought of
When we walked our bodies jostled
For the attention that we sought

Proud and clean and passionate
All your creatures around you
The rituals of respect
Were incredibly important