She once was a women I barely knew
Only from images do I lose myself to dreams
That twist my world to endless borderlines
That I dare never complain but fight to pull myself away
Even though my heart sits with doubts
I contemplate my chess pieces
Who to move and to where
Seeing other ways she could win
But she has already won
Submission is only a smirk on my face as our lips touch
Worriless and nerves forgotten do I feel her next to me
A feeling that could never die but only slowly like the autumn leaves
The chill is kind but my religion to her will control my soul that hides in this flesh rendering me weak
I hunger for her words even when they aren't for me