I learned how it is to feel alive | |
In dim chambers | |
A wet body, closeness | |
Warm thighs, tousled hair | |
Loving hands, | |
Caring words. | |
Our footsteps in the snow | |
Faded | |
I know how it is to feel alive | |
Hollow wishes | |
concrete souls. | |
Sensation o luminescence | |
artificial and cold | |
The empty shining | |
is my light. | |
The cold air in my lungs | |
is my dirty warmth. | |
Someone is the scape. | |
You were mine. |