Tuesday, July 6, 2010

Without u.

Without You



My Pillow Gazes Upon Me At Night

Empty As A Gravestone;

I Never Thought It Would Be So Bitter

To Be Alone,

Not To Lie Down Asleep In Your Hair



I Lie Alone In A Silent House,

The Hanging Lamp Darkened,

And Gently Stretch Out My Hands

To Gather In Yours,

And Softly Press My Warm Mouth

Toward You, And Kiss Myself, Exhausted And Weak-

Then Suddenly Im Awake

And All Around Me The Cold Night Grows Still

The Star In The Window Shines Clearly-

Where Is Your Blond Hair,

Where Your Sweet Mouth



Now I Drink Pain In Every Delight

And Poison In Every Wine;

I Never Knew It Would Be So Bitter

To Be Alone,

Alone, Without You

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