My step is sand where you stand
Your fragrance in my sheets suffocates me
Your robe enshrouds me in darkness untold
Long had I forgotten this gloom
Its penance, I now welcome
I yearn for your youth;
innocent in this barren plane
I want to weep but I can't
there's a void in my chest,
too deep to draw any tears
Come back to me again and again
My heart will never turn you away
Tend to this fire that you kindled
Abandon me not in the gutter
where first you rescued me
A lad with a glass cannon heart

Make me your thread
Knit my name deep inside
as it was when we were ten
Blissfully unaware

Stay a while longer
lets savour the gentle applaud of the
leaves of the royal tree that's
by my window sill
together
I want to compare your blush
to the crimson skies
the hush wind
to your sigh

Describe to me
a streak of tears
Savor the salinity
upon your lips
Be silent, think
why are you here
what ails your fleeting mind
ravage a canvas with your tears
then describe it all to me