wind in the air, blowing thin curtains
we lie there and weep, not knowing what to say
letters poems song, exchanges undone
but now my beloved, oh that is over
to wash away the skin, oh, with empty water
the dinner tables cold now that your gone
the love that we had was effervescent
and it wasn’t enough to overcome the drought
and why had we spoken to be each other’s beloved
a passion so wild a morning so hand so soft
and why and spoken to be each other’s beloved
will be a mystery of our morality
a strange taste on my lips in the middle of the night
a frisson of you there standing in white clothes
the fabric that we had you ripped down the middle
tatters and pieces compunction of me
and why had we spoken to be each other’s beloved
a passion to wild a morning hand so soft
oh no and why had we spoken to be each other’s beloved
will be a mystery of our morality
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