If I could drown my face in your arms and kiss your breasts with my ear,
I'd go back to those days when love felt so near and I'd persevere.
If I could look upon you again and weave your hair in my hand,
I'd share you with him that heartless man,
but his love is selfish and miserly my dear.
If I could please you and feed your desire and willingly burn in your fire of purity and lust,
let your lips upon mine and bathe them with your musk.
If I could take back my cowardice and shed away my shame of leaving you in the grips of those malicious beasts,
my love If only I could have you with me here.
The hour has struck a million times again and again when I've said now is time and took it back,
truth be told I've missed you so it is this truth I fear.
If I could fly on a Northern Wind let her crush my bones on the stormy waves that are my pain of losing you,
and spit my carcass on a shore hopefully near.
If I could expel my soul in search for yours and find it hovering above your broken shell waiting for me for us to reunite,
all darkness would disappear.
If I could make death our friend a handsome threesome we would be named love peace and harmony,
know that neither you nor I will ever shed a tear.
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