in another world
sweet, mad, boy
you and i were witches
dancing naked in the night
we grew strong and lean;
a prince and princess of the fey
leading men and women
to sweet delight
my love for you burned bright
though your cruelty scared me;
i chose to save myself
instead of gentling you
you died on the highway
in search of high adventure
drugs burning in your veins
still screaming for escape
for twenty years i did not say
the name you shared with me,
that gave me power over you
but i still remember
the sun upon your face
the wind in your hair
o’ summer prince
you burn here still
o’ summer prince
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