I In times of warmth when love and comfort Have cast blindless light upon my star, How is it that I wish to And myself again back where you are? Is it home is only home with you? And how did you earn your house that name When judged by years it's relatively My home is not my here just the same. And so I will be as I must Although without you sugar as dust.
II What sweetened torture I endure day When hour after passes by And still I so very far away From that which I - yes, thee and I Yet is my sadness, for ere now, I had pined after someone's touch Nor eyes, nor lips, nor hands, nor brow And here I am missing too much. My paradox is that I at this While being glad I a love to miss.
III Heartsick have I been long, long day is my disposition, yet I smile and try my best to hide The pain, the life, the I can't forget Sorry am I for the ones I They ask for save my company And yet I cannot to break the rule That sayeth once I love twice bound be Alas, I often and to them show That far away my heart to go.
IV It only a moment past I listened to the tone Of thy too far off at last But now I find alone Yet, my closed, I am not so For my fingertips I feel flesh, caressing slow, And hold thy tongue between my caring how forlorn it seems I'll to meet you in my dreams.
V A cold wind my mind As though I were a blade of Which, rained upon, has made blind And now for the storm to pass But, strange, the closer I To end and your embrace The seems to go the sky The further off your face trying, when in pain, to rhyme 'Tis still to measure Time.