You, the warm breeze upon my cheek,
I , the cool touch of frost on your skin.
You, the only one I seek;
and I your only sin.
Brighter than the largest star,
Sweeter than the tea I drink,
even close your love seems so far,
only while you’re near can I clearly think
You set my heart on fire,
while in these memories I see,
love is the souls purest desire,
and pain its loyal devotee.
To love you is to **** myself slowly,
till the creatures of death consume me wholly.