I In of warmth when love and comfort dear Have their blindless light upon my star, How is it I wish to disappear And find again back where you are? Is it that home is only with you? And how then did you earn your house name When judged by years relatively new? My is not my home here just the same. And so I will be as I must Although you sugar tastes as dust.
II What torture I endure each day hour after hour passes by And still I feel so far away From that which I desire - yes, and I Yet is my sadness, for ere now, I never had pined someone's touch Nor eyes, nor lips, nor hands, nor raven And I am missing almost too much. My is that I weep at this being glad I have 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 love I forget Sorry am I for the ones I They ask for nothing save my And yet I seem to break the rule That sayeth I love twice bound I'll be Alas, I often slip and to them That far away my heart to go.
IV It seems only a moment I to the dulcet tone Of thy too far off at last But now I find myself Yet, my closed, I am not so For underneath my I feel flesh, caressing slow, And hold thy tongue between my Past caring how forlorn it I'll sleep to you in my dreams.
V A cold ravages my mind As though I were a of grass Which, upon, has been made blind And waits now for the to pass But, strange, the cometh I To end and your embrace The seems to go the sky The further off your face 'Tis trying, when in pain, to harder still to measure Time.