Black Rose of my Mar Vaglia,
exquisite as color of night in all the passion
to be captured in flower of thine sexuality
to adorn garden of womanhood enchanted
by fragrance of our desire
as honey lends sweetness to palate
Black Rose of my Mar Vaglia,
to be savored by taste of mine
for thee as lust of my desires
feasts upon juices of paradise
to quench thirst whilst passions
spray flower of woman with perfume
of lust to elevate senses
for tempestuous storms to rage
Black Rose of my Mar Vaglia,
it be with fiery kiss that black rose
welcome root of mine to her paradise
as rich lips with tenderness
encounter desire of mine
in strong embrace whilst root of mine
makes way ever emergent in our wishes
whilst desires flood her garden of wild beauty
Black Rose of my Mar Vaglia,
ever sensuous decoration of thine femininity
as we make journey through out lands a far
in romantic escapades of wild carnality
nay aware of boundaries as world be ours
to indulge flights of fantasy
in scandalous spectacles
of incendiary acts of flesh
Black Rose of my Mar Vaglia,
it be in rituals of those seeking treasure
in the dark that root of mine
discovers exotic rose in garden
fertile in moisture as burst arrives
to time with enraptures of thine struggle
in act momentous as our worship
Black Rose of my Mar Vaglia,
ever tender flower of thine affections
for our adorations as rose of desire
joins our ways in to one life of bliss
for us to spend days of joy