i touch yer skin;
you touch my face;
we broke our hearts
in ev'ry place.

my ev'ry dream:
you felt them too.
my ev'ry bone
feels underused.

technicolour dream,
black 'n white scream.

it used to be naught
but primary.


I touch yer skin;
you touch my face.
you break my awe
in ev'ry place.

my limbo love:
i carry thee
as to Valhalla
you carry me.

i touch yer skin;
you touch my face
you tie my heart
in filigree lace.

we used them past
biweekly grace
my sleepless love
yr shattered heart
my shattered face.

round'n'round we doth embrace.

maybe this time
we keep the pace.

mybe you won't break
my filigree lace.