All that remains

is the pain of knowing…

There’s magic in your skin

I want to hold you

my cold, bold heart wants to grasp

your hand

make you understand.

We are possessed by a spirit and it’s yours

for there is no cure for love

except drowning in it.

I ate an apple it reminded me of the sinners tale

but love in a garden cannot fail

if talk and walk again together

I know that the illusion of separation can be severed.