My nose wrinkle at the smell of your presence
I whisper my heart onto my palms for warmth
From your heavenly embrace my skin takes its glow

I feel your presence, even though I do not see you
The tone of your voice seem distance to my hearing
Just to catch a glimpse, my visions become blurred

Your embrace leaves my skin scarred
Like patterns on graffiti on a ghetto wall
And I whisper again into my watery palms