Lantlos These Nights Were Ours
I learned how it is to feel alive
In dim chambers
A wet body, closeness
Warm thighs, tousled hair
Loving hands
Caring words
Our footsteps in the snow
Faded
I know how it is to feel alive
Hollow wishes
Concrete souls
Sensation of luminescence
Artificial and cold
The empty shining
Is my light
The cold air in my lungs
Is my dirty warmth
Someone is the scape
You were mine