I assumed my essence was completed-
only you made me raise my head
and I saw the tears 
I had so cautiously hidden from myself.
I was ignorant.  It use to blind me.

I have been collapsing backward, 
infinitesimal steps down from my elysian fields
where the craving for lust peaks beneath the horizon
To the desert, where the horizon is the craving...
Don't echo in my grieving staircase

Flip through my deck of cards, my delicate Lady,
caress the planets circling under the sun
and the reluctant frozen waters within my heart.
Dance for me, my sweet, and reserve the tunes of
my soul.

I want you in my spiraling staircase...