I taught a woman How to speak About love. She taught me How to feel it, In my bones, Under my skin. A priestess of the moon Was sent to me, From a lonely planet. She made me thankful And hopeful, A fool. When my armor and mask Made me go On autopilot She would hold my hand Naked, She would hold my soul, Naked as well. We would cry, We would talk, We could spend Saturday in bed Naked. She gave me a present, In the present. My present is her. Simple present. I have known her my whole life. I guess that’s present perfect.