I can't give you my heart
For I do not own it
My feelings etcetera etcetera
Cold in the sun flying
Undisturbed by birds
To forever more
To somebody else
My soul lingers alone
Temper the beast
Slowly moon speaking
Its part in the game of night
Love is etcetera etcetera
Your hair longing for
Some drops of rain
Warmly your hands touch
My desperately scarred mind
Fire burns
While it shiningly rains outside
Of our hearts
The light
The light changing ever
So fast without notice
Being alone is permanent
Ephemeral a mere illusion
Appearing lustfully in our lives
The day is done
Your lilac eyes are shut
Showing no colour to the world
And I watch the rain
Thunder lightning a play
Of God deadly and beautiful
I see emptiness but I may
Only be looking inside myself
For the world is imposing void
One time and overcrowded
Silly small and painful the other
My feelings etcetera etcetera
I couldn't give you my heart
For if I owned it
I'd give it again to her