Emotions, ashes of a flame's love lit up, Bones dry, with wettest eyes of desire, Soils, eroded, vulnerable, and bare, Bitter taste of sea salts under sands, Vast nothingness in a wilderness,
Lips have longed a kiss, cracking and shaking, A child in a womb, love grows till conceived, Grass tips wait patiently for first raindrops, Seasons of spring in a summer's winter, My dearest love, I will fall for you,
Mud cracks played in, unafraid of stains, We're wrinkled lines, of sin on clothes, But sinners long for love, And battle between lust.