I In times of warmth when love and comfort Have cast blindless light upon my star, How is it that I to disappear And find myself again back you are? Is it that is only home with you? And how then did you earn your that name judged by years it's relatively new? My home is not my home just the same. And so I will be as I must without you sugar tastes as dust.
II What sweetened torture I each day When hour after passes by And still I feel so far away From which I desire - yes, thee and I Yet is my sadness, for ere now, I never had after someone's touch Nor eyes, nor lips, nor hands, nor brow And I am missing almost too much. My paradox is that I 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 am I for the ones I fool They ask for nothing save my And yet I cannot to break the rule sayeth once I love twice bound I'll be Alas, I often and to them show That far away my desires to go.
IV It only a moment past I to the dulcet tone Of thy too far off at last But now I myself alone Yet, my closed, I am not so For my fingertips I feel flesh, caressing slow, And hold thy tongue between my Past caring how it seems I'll sleep to you in my dreams.
V A wind ravages my mind As though I were a blade of Which, upon, has been made blind And waits now for the to pass But, strange, the cometh I To end and your embrace The darker to go the sky The further off your face 'Tis trying, when in pain, to 'Tis still to measure Time.