Your beauty shatters me and makes me whole
You are my calm day, my tempest, the stormy high I long
Your face is(n't) mine, your smile is trust
You are the demon I wish to touch
Your hair is breeze, your eyes are pure
Your smooth shadows are my harsh cure
You are my hunger, my famine, my feast
You are the vine, the fruit, the beast
That comes with the morning light
To haunt my hope of a new fight
You are my again, my over and over
You are disaster (am I the gods' fool?)
You are my path, my long lost train
You are his lust, you are my pain
All these, words I write for you
and if all I mean is true
I wish you lies, lies, lies
whenever he holds your cries
