Take all the light until i'm out and deep
That I may linger where you rest in me...

If dreaming paths the way to where you are
Then why has none to you, so taken me...

Scouring walls
sanding hands...

When I foresee the doom pollution brings:
I rush to fresher air, but sighing more...

How can you view within your glass, an end?
When beauty yours, bestowed another make...

The sadness holds me helpless as the sand-
Awaits for waves to drown it's grains with salt...

I fear not death, but death without rebirth;
For how I'll doubly miss the southern spring...

Behind the thoughtless rush that rules my dome;
Rebels a thought to it's impermanence...

Before your ever blackness comes, let know:
By candle lit, your light lives in new breath...

To lay amidst the sweetest ocean breeze:
And nestle me to sand a sandy bed...

To dearest love of mine, that has yet been:
Tho' sight reveals you not, by love I know...

Tho' I've no 'scope to witness distant spheres
Nor fortune, bribing way to travel space...