I In times of warmth when and comfort dear cast their blindless light upon my star, How is it that I to disappear And find myself back where you are? Is it that home is only with you? And how then did you earn your that name When judged by years it's relatively My is not my home here just the same. And so I will be as I must Although without you tastes as dust.
II What sweetened I endure each day When hour hour passes by And still I feel so far away that which I desire - yes, thee and I Yet is my sadness, for ere now, I never had after someone's touch Nor eyes, nor lips, nor hands, nor raven And I am missing almost too much. My paradox is I weep at this While being glad I have a to miss.
III Heartsick I been this long, long day is my disposition, yet I smile and try my best to hide The pain, the life, the love I forget Sorry am I for the I fool They ask for nothing my company And yet I seem to break the rule That sayeth once I love twice bound be Alas, I slip and to them show That far my heart desires to go.
IV It seems only a moment I listened to the tone Of thy too far off at last But now I find alone Yet, my closed, I am not so For underneath my I feel flesh, caressing slow, And hold thy tongue between my Past caring how forlorn it I'll to meet you in my dreams.
V A cold ravages my mind As though I were a of grass Which, rained upon, has been blind And waits now for the to pass But, strange, the closer I To travel's end and embrace The darker to go the sky The further off seemeth your 'Tis trying, when in pain, to 'Tis harder to measure Time.