To be here
with you in my arms.
To feel the warmth of you
smell the scent of your ebony hair.
To taste your lips, and fly away with you
to a place where pain is no more
It pains me so
To know of your woe
In forgetful dreams I live alone
In those days when we are one
But when morning comes, I must be gone
For you can not remember that I am the one