I In of warmth when love and comfort dear Have their blindless light upon my star, How is it that I wish to And find myself again where you are? Is it that home is only home you? And how then did you earn your house name When judged by it's relatively new? My home is not my home just the same. And so I will be happy as I Although you sugar tastes as dust.
II What sweetened I endure each day hour after hour passes by And I feel so very far away From that 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 here I am almost too much. My paradox is I weep at this While being I have a love to miss.
III Heartsick have I been this long, day is my disposition, yet I smile and try my best to away The pain, the life, the love I can't Sorry am I for the ones I ask for nothing save my company And yet I seem 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 listened to the tone Of thy too far off at last But now I find alone Yet, my closed, I am not so For underneath my I feel your flesh, slow, And hold thy between my lips Past how forlorn it seems I'll to meet you in my dreams.
V A cold wind my mind As though I were a of grass Which, rained upon, has been 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.