I In of warmth when love and comfort dear Have their blindless light upon my star, How is it that I to disappear And myself again back where you are? Is it home is only home with you? And how then did you earn your house that When judged by it's relatively new? My home is not my home here the same. And so I be happy as I must Although without you tastes as dust.
II What sweetened I endure each day hour after hour passes by And still I feel so very far From that which I desire - yes, and I Yet is my sadness, for ere now, I never had after someone's touch Nor eyes, nor lips, nor hands, nor raven And I am missing almost too much. My paradox is that I at this While being I have a love to miss.
III Heartsick have I this long, long day is my disposition, yet I smile and try my best to away The pain, the life, the I can't forget Sorry am I for the I fool They ask for nothing my company And yet I cannot seem to break the That sayeth I love twice bound I'll be Alas, I often slip and to them far away my heart desires to go.
IV It seems a moment past I to the dulcet tone Of thy too far off at last But now I find alone Yet, my closed, I am not so For underneath my I your flesh, caressing slow, And hold thy between my lips Past caring how it seems I'll sleep to you in my dreams.
V A cold ravages my mind As though I were a of grass Which, rained upon, has made blind And waits now for the storm to But, strange, the closer I To end and your embrace The darker to go the sky The further off seemeth your 'Tis trying, when in pain, to harder still to measure Time.