I In times of warmth love and comfort dear Have cast blindless light upon my star, How is it I wish to disappear And find myself again back where you Is it that home is only with you? And how then did you earn house that name When judged by years it's relatively My home is not my home just the same. And so I will be as I must Although you sugar tastes as dust.
II What torture I endure each day When hour hour passes by And I feel so very far away From which I desire - yes, thee and I Yet is my sadness, for ere now, I never had pined after touch Nor eyes, nor lips, nor hands, nor raven And I am missing almost too much. My paradox is I weep at this While being glad I a love to miss.
III Heartsick have I this long, long day is my disposition, yet I smile and try my to hide away The pain, the life, the love I forget Sorry am I for the ones I They ask for nothing save my And yet I cannot to break the rule That sayeth I love twice bound I'll be Alas, I often and to them show That far my heart desires to go.
IV It seems only a past I listened to the tone Of thy too far off at last But now I find myself Yet, my closed, I am not so For my fingertips I feel flesh, caressing slow, And hold thy tongue between my Past caring how forlorn it I'll to meet you in my dreams.
V A cold wind ravages my As though I a blade of grass Which, rained upon, has made blind And waits now for the storm to But, strange, the cometh I To end and your embrace The darker to go the sky The off seemeth your face 'Tis trying, in pain, to rhyme harder still to measure Time.