To wake in the night with wrenching doubt
And to be proved right after so much time
To have those pictures in my mind
Forever, or at least until my mind has been lost completely.

That pain is more than any, for it is invisible
A pain few words will heal
Little touch will restore

We fell too soon into the oblivion of love
Intense and consuming, to the point of death
But my candle will burn
Though dim and faintly flickering
I’ll hold it true in my heart

And when the time comes
I will see your eyes and all that is behind them with new terms

You will be nervous and I will be flattered
Until we have found our place in the kingdom of lovers loved.