How truthful may I write of this,
The want of Love, the Love I hide?
My passion drowned by cowardice
Yet evermore by hope revived.
You do not want me
However much I need.
You will not see me
However much I bleed.
Thus I dwell in silence, for
I have made well my prison
loving you, evermore
How are we to live, my lord,
Ever together, forever apart?
The night between us poised, a sword,
Fordged and edged in my cinder heart.
I cannot love you,
However much I long.
I cannot leave you,
This bond too strong.
Thus I go on as I have before,
Burning in Eden, with you,
Evermore.
The want of Love, the Love I hide?
My passion drowned by cowardice
Yet evermore by hope revived.
You do not want me
However much I need.
You will not see me
However much I bleed.
Thus I dwell in silence, for
I have made well my prison
loving you, evermore
How are we to live, my lord,
Ever together, forever apart?
The night between us poised, a sword,
Fordged and edged in my cinder heart.
I cannot love you,
However much I long.
I cannot leave you,
This bond too strong.
Thus I go on as I have before,
Burning in Eden, with you,
Evermore.