Slick fingers on scaled skin
Grasp at ribs, taste your sin.
I think on the sunrises we've seen
Bleary eyes turned skywards
And tears dripping through smoke.
I think on the loving you give
Gentle in sweet laughter
You steal nightly my heart
I think on the life we have
Your back to mine forever
Slim hand always in mine.
My love
My crutch
My dear friend
Doe eyed love of mine
Sing your mournful song
I'll let you drag me to the deep
To sleep below the Rhine
I'l let the light shine on me
Absorb its healing grace
Though the sun might burn flesh
It shall not mar my face