another year grows cold and closer still to another year

i take an image - a scent of us - and will it to become

closed eyes send you back to me

and you will never leave again

a memory of our sex has stained me

and to taste myself upon your willing lips

it would release me

with no regrets

and no remorse

the loss is imminent

but the gain was great

these things are mine for now and always….always

and i would follow you anywhere

and i would take you with me

and i would follow you

and i would take you

another day grows tired and so returns me to this place

lights extinguished - now all is still - i can feel you start to breath

closed eyes send you back to me

and you will never leave again

the torture of this ritual is staining me

but with fervor i reach out and draw you in

with the hope that you may release me

with no regrets

and no remorse

the loss is imminent

but the gain was great

these things are mine for now and always

and i would follow you anywhere

and i would take you with me

and when the dreams come

i would follow you anywhere

when the dreams come

i would take you with me

don't you know

that i would follow you…

anywhere