THE POISON GARDEN
ALL THIS TIME I DRANK YOUR LOVE LIKE THE CURE,
WHEN MAYBE IT WAS THE POISON
DRINK MY LOVE LIGHTLY, THERE ARE DEEPER
AND DARKER THINGS IN THE POISON GARDEN THAN MY LOVE
LOVE IS A SWEET POISON WHICH KILLS YOU SLOWLY,
BECAUSE LOVE IS MADNESS, AND LUST IS POISON OF LOVE
WHICH DRIVES YOU CRAZY IN LOVE