Far Away
You are far away,
and much quiet water divides us.
Your touch is coming to me through time,
and you have turned again
into the altar of my passion.
*
I surrender to you
with all the depth of peace that you bring to me.
My chest is again filled with tranquility.
I am bound with all power of tenderness
of your fingers around my upper arm
while our souls are riding via roads.
*
The heat of your desire is a home
There lives a source which is my body opium
But how?
I have a dry mouth,
No matter how much I'm drinking.
*
Thirsty and exhausted, however, I'm calm.
Calmly I'm pouring wine into a glass for the Death.
My trusted friend
casually greets me in a hurry for his job.
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