Jude & Primavera
Jude To lure was on the nape of her neck Drops of fire slid down her waist The taps of the tango set the mood Such was the sensuality of Jude. To desire is evil, she said with a smirk She was a liar, far away from chaste Embracing darkness in it's cover and nude Such was the sensuality of Jude. Primavera Gliding along the waves of infinity She doesn't swim, she doesn't drown Her feet belong to a different era Such is the beauty of Primavera. Smiling in the heavens of the unknown She doesn't dim, she doesn't frown Her voice is mightier than the opera Such is the beauty of Primavera.