How romantic, How aromatic You are, when the flame bathes with you, When the flame searches for you Over the hollow Earth. You'll lay, You'll stretch With the rope wrapped about your hands For the miles you've sought to leave the day Behind, in a sunset of dismay. I kiss, I breathe Words to ears that do not listen. What smile of yours Can ever fathom that the flame does burn me? It burns, Though not to your attention That it scars. Love remembers, While lust forgets. I wanted my tears to fill your ears of those former days. For I am that sunset, Left behind with a flame that sets Me blind, with nothing more to bleed for In the eyes of someone you yearned to see Whatever I was trusted to be.