Brought to the Water

Where has my passion gone?

Has it been carried off

By some lonely driver in a line of fluorescent light?

Has it been blurred together

In ribboned patterns on the night?

Lines of a red light

Blurred together in ribboned patterns

Lines of a red light

Blurred together in ribboned patterns

No!

Light, light

Along the stretch of some

Unnamed plane we began again

I saw in your face that

We’re the same when we began again

Along the stretch of some unnamed plane

I saw in your face

When we began again

A multiverse of fuchsia and violet

A multiverse of fuchsia and violet

Surrenders to blackness

Surrenders to blackness

My world closes its eyes to

Sex and laughter

My world closes its eyes to

Sex and laughter

My world closes its eyes to

Sex and laughter

My world closes its eyes to

Sex and laughter