| An Endless Age In an age of endless saphire eyes, Where does the pleasure end, And where does the pain begin? And will I know the difference? In an age of endless poetry, Where does the admiration end And where does the jealousy begin? And how will I know the difference? In an age of endless honey wine Is there an intoxicating lust Hiding in the fermenting love, And will I care to see a difference? In an age of endless ambrosial skin, Where does the pleasure end, And where does the pain begin, And is there a difference? |