I can still see
The liquid lust
Of your breath
I can tell
The heaving must
Of your breast
I can hear
The panting pangs
Of another
When you’re near
I need only
To recover

Give me your
Granted silence
Of some truth
Give me your
Dew eyes
Bitten tooth
We are now
So apart
And so near
How I wish
How I wish
You were here

Now the death
Now the death of ourselves
Now each other
Is a never she sells
We are dying
As my memory dies
Keep my crying
He who still sees
You still cries.