Young and hopeful
we did not understand
the price we would pay
in the end

We could not
grasp the concept
that what feels
so warm

like the Autumn sun
on our backs
the summer I
came back to you

In the cloudy
lake water where
your desire turned
into my fear

and I yearned to
satisfy you so
badly that I
never said stop

could turn into
the unintelligible
anguish which still
feels fresh