spankenstein

I have never loved a woman who enticed
Yet dared not take. I never loved a man,
Since first my knowing of great names began,
Who followed the philosophy of Christ.
Always I sing of those who danced and dined
rebelliously. Let them refute who can,
I will not grant a purpose nor a plan
In all the toil at which our souls are priced.
Wherefore, because your lips are my delight,
Full of wild evil strong and unafraid,
I am made joyous as a man is made
Jesting with God and having his heart
storm and the fury by the sea of night
And something of the calm of Bonaparte.