I In times of warmth love and comfort dear Have cast 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 home you? And how then did you earn your that name When judged by it's relatively new? My is not my home here just the same. And so I will be happy as I Although you sugar tastes as dust.
II What sweetened torture I each day When hour after passes by And still I so very far away From which I desire - yes, thee and I Yet is my sadness, for ere now, I never had pined after someone's Nor eyes, nor lips, nor hands, nor brow And I am missing almost too much. My is that I weep at this While glad I have a love to miss.
III Heartsick I been this long, long day is my disposition, yet I smile and try my to hide away The pain, the life, the love I can't Sorry am I for the I fool They ask for save my company And yet I cannot to break the rule sayeth once I love twice bound I'll be Alas, I often and to them show That far my heart desires to go.
IV It seems only a past I to the dulcet tone Of thy too far off voice at But now I myself 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 sleep to meet you in my dreams.
V A cold wind ravages my As though I were a of grass Which, rained upon, has been made And now for the storm to pass But, strange, the cometh I To travel's end and embrace The darker to go the sky The further off seemeth face trying, when in pain, to rhyme 'Tis harder to measure Time.