The space his leaving creates
I have tried to fill with bodies that numbed my skin
In them I had expected to find his opposites
I found only forgeries
He's away and I cannot breathe him in
When I think of his sparkling face
And of his body that rocked me this way and that
When I think of his laughter, his jubilance that filled me
It's a wonder I'm not gone mad
He's away and I cannot breathe him in
He is a fiction I've made, yet I cannot stop longing for him
Craving sensation new flesh cannot wholly calm
Perhaps it's for more than him
He's away and I cannot breathe him in
