The night is dense, but dreams are through.
No heavy weakness locks the mind.
My sleep has gone; there's only you
And my illusions from behind.
Your breath is fading mine away
And I am helpless to defeat
The funerals of this "today"
When I am bleeding at your feet.
I want to touch you, (Oh, I do!)
But there is wind I grasp again.
I need to dig my nails in you...
It's so unfair: you're not a man.
I feel your hands caressing me
Along my shoulders to my wrists.
If I could look at you and see!
I burst in tears. You don't exist.
