Song Of Pure Joy

[Elsid]

Ahahaha

(the song of joy)

Tra-la-la, she sings as I gift her a glass,
Fill her with fine red liquid,
In return I take a kiss.
Tra-la-la I am dancing!

Tra-la-la, she clothed herself well,
And I hold out my hand
To lead this cow skin clad trancer.
Tra-la-la her home advancing.

Tra-la-la, she more than gold,
But her ground is giving way and we
Rustle, grunt, slam, step off the road.
Tra-la-la I close her door!

Tra-la-la, she's merry and bright,
Her hair reflects the yellow light,
And I whisper sweet in her ear,
Tra-la-la it is drawing near!

Tra-la-la she emits warmth,
And we are together,
Brief, earthy, pure
Tra-la-la. Forever

Tra-la-la she is falling!
I can see it in her eyes.
She drank my potion
Tra-la-la sweet chemical dreams!

Tra-la-la she is bleeding
Her eyes look to the ceiling and her smile
I gave her that everlasting smile and
I am changing the world.
Tra-la-la I sing softly so as not to wake the beauty.

I didn't know about Gunther before I wrote this poem.