> Paradise Lost-by Jon Mertz Her opium thighs Her lips and eyes Her mercury breast rose and fell Between her legs a sculpture of love Slow passion spirals upward A mating dance A holy rite in my room Sexual euphoria A symphony of skin and broken windows Love undreamed of Pagan desire Terrible angry love on fire Mindless passions rend The dynamics of desire...depression...frenzy... To live on the edge This flawed goddess Dark leather angel falling Out there in a trance In the name of some strange prescription drug My dream staggering on violent fields No fear: We'd never die We live in a magnificent nightmare in the city of her madness Our heart and soul are boiling/shrinking/changing... They threaten to bust apart Aspects of rhythmic tension Objects of derelict grace My bone engines shatter In her anesthetized embrace We explore the emotional depths It's not all black and white My dream has chosen to evaporate The hour for being saved has rushed past Someday never comes Present and past absolved in death A vision of stoned angels They circle around her where one world ends In a terrifying apparition of upheaval Things come to an end. I don't accept this. I don't accept this abrupt end. I don't accept this paradise lost.