Your love was an absolute Which should have been a comfort But wasn't Steel-edged, held to a law All onto yourself While I messily drew Equations out of quicksand
It should have meant freedom Instead it was a trap Each…
It begins and ends with you This feeling Thirsty desire met matched Drunk with eyes Crashing through time Holding space taut that I might fall Damply endless Mirrored in the shape of your lips Softly creating my name