So much time, and so little to doi furnish my mind with pictures of =
Youfading portraits, peculiar namereplaced by your face in a big golden =
Frame
Take me inside you – There I will find youquietly sleeping; Water is =
Seepingdown from the skies andinto your eyes andinto the secret garden
The icon hangs alone on the wall; Her sweet mouth is saying nothing at =
Allgolden fragments of moments in timetarnished with guilt for an =
Innocent time