Where are you, my love?
Caught in the rain, aching in the heart,
How could my weak body,
Ever survive your violent flood?
Where are you, my love?
Deep in the woods, echoing to the star,
How could my drifted soul,
Ever hang on to your relentless bark?
Where are you, my love?
Yesterday's ink, tomorrow's mark,
How could my empy hands,
Ever reveal your hidden scar?
Where are you, my love?
Deaf to the alarm, drinking through dark,
How could my cracked mouth,
Ever taste your bittersweet blood?
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