My love is more than hearts can keep inside
And it embraces more than selfish thirst.
A love like mine can own the planet wide
But, which is more, it always puts you first.

A love like mine is sick. It can destroy
And God, I wish the time would cool it dead

You sit beside and blink your seas at me.
The life is gone. Their abyss shelters fear.
You’re now afraid to dream of being free.
Who stopped your heart? Oh, please, who killed you, dear?

I've given you the morning of my day
And every dream of every night I've had,
The February gloom an light of may,
And all the poems drifting in my head.

I've given love for ignorance and blame

She brought you roses red as wine.
They shone like flames in pearls of dew
Against those chamomiles of mine
That were too shy to look at you.

You would admire the gift she made

It's hard to love, when I am all alone
To make my way through all the thorns and swords;
When all the pricks and scratches are my own
And all I get instead is heavy words.

It's hard to love, when every date's a test
And I perspire awaiting for a trick.

Who am I to make you stay,
If you can disregard the night
And overstep the flaming day
When you are sure that you are right?

I scream and call, but you are gone
And who am I to make you stop

The way to her house is covered with flowers;
They bloom as you silently walk through the night.
You step among daffodils counting the hours
Straight to her door, hypnotized by the light.

Hello, everyone. I come to tell you something, that is very thrilling for me.

How could you steal the satin sky
The moment when I stepped on it?
You left the comets fall and die
Smashed by taxis on the street.

I caught the moon and skinned my knees;

I saw the window open wide
The wind has driven curtains mad
And blackness painted me inside:
Your place was cooling in my bed.

For I could see you walk away;
You lightly stepped above the roofs.
The wind has caused my nerves to sway
Crashing sanity and proofs.

Twenty four
I lie on the floor
Twenty three
You're not with me
Twenty two
Where are you?
Twenty one
You are gone
Twenty
Tears are plenty
Nineteen
It's now routine
Eighteen

Two wounds, a bruise, a heart in half...
It's obvious that I am hurt
And all my tears are not enough
To wash your happy grin from dirt.

You brought me up and dragged me down.

I turned around and tones of nigh
Filled the space and pierced me through.
Not a clue of former light,
And not a movement. Where are you?

You were here a breath ago;

You said you would love me for ever.
How long is "for ever" I pray?
It's just a more beautiful "never".
I want you to love me today.

Just present. No future, no past...

The darkness is low over houses of chalk
Blinding the windows and sealing the doors.
I skip of my bed and i'm out for a walk.
In thousands of houses I'm looking for yours.