Wondering if I am still there Wondering if me will survive Wonder if I will be deliberate. Us, together, senses are gone.
My senses are definitely gone Myself is nothing in lonesome My soul, really, did evaporate Me and my self is merely gone; Us, together, senses are gone.
I hold you and travel the rain I never feel spiking drops of rain I off a coat for you and no pain I and you begrudge and no vain. Us, together, senses are gone.
We slip, fall and we feel nothing We sleep in huts and its nothing We and the dearth, it is a belonging, And love is our best daily teller Us, together, senses are gone.
I do not even feel how cold snow is I only feel how soft your thenar is I am insouciant to how sharp critique is. Us, together, our senses are gone.
Turn to me when hate tortures you Living with love is now a routine Telling me again that you still care Tickles me and burst into laughter To let it go will be very intricate. Us, together, the senses are gone. I undoubtedly love you.