A Primrose of Lust

I am a mere maiden, awaiting my love, with a primrose, a flower full of lust

I look over the ocean, from my towering window

Below, all I see are stormy nights a mourning

Then a feather fell past my window, it landed on the ledge

It was that of a seagull, or was it a fallen angel from the heavens overhead?

My face became happy, as I felt a warm breeze, taken by the fragrant smell

 Of primrose  from the fields, thousands of flowers, dancing in the sunlight

One bright golden morning, I felt a tremble in my heart, and when I opened my eyes

I felt a kiss upon my cheek, a handsome knight, was kneeling at my feet

Enslaved by a lustful passion, in these iron bars, a castle of doom, a forbidden faire maiden

I was stricken by his daring ways, he felt me with delight, as I melted into his arms

A primrose of lust, upon my bed, the sweet scent of sin, now my life complete, I've let Satan in

As I fall asleep once again, dreaming, hot passionate dreams, of the knight, that took my heart, the yearning, that I bleed

A primrose so sweet, I have now been taken