Far away, and yet so close
Faint each time when hear your voice
Morning comes, so cold alone
Long to feel your body warm
Fed up with artificial clement pillow,
Bitter smell of forlorn smoke,
Sullen view through mantled eyes
The sense of tears’ lump inside
Don’t want to talk,
Don’t want to think,
Don’t want to listen and evince
A primal earthly aged instinct is slaying me
Brain apart,
You’ve got the other piece of me with you,
Between our hearts
Stretched rubber string hurts too
Don’t want to talk,
Don’t want to think,
Don’t want to listen and evince
A primal earthly aged instinct is slaying me
Sparkly gaze, playful tongue
Your soft tap of silk’n’wetly skin
Passion, mint, cigar, kiss, smile
A touch of soul I yearn most for now
A primal earthly aged instinct is slaying me
Come, before you find numb me