slowly,
i start to untangle the letters from your words
the words of your language
from your language
the tip of your tongue knows better than i do,
the words that you mouth but i do not let you say
why would you say?
even when an angel comes plumbing into my heart,
these vessels taste your blood alone
so then the question... and you could never lead me astray
i wish i could see your face in front of me for all my life