Humanity in its rawness is animal We with our gold and china are primitive

All I crave is for a love like death a death who leaves me gasping for breath a death bringing me more alive and sometimes I wonder why your hands are so far from now and it pains me the melody the touch and the eyes which make me think of love or lust because…

I am a lost soul in the garden of Eden Trying to be numb Instead of feeling As all passion secretes from my body and leaves me behind

I cry because all I know is sorrow and when I smile it is because all I know is joy

What was then is now archaic and everything I do will someday be too.