That kiss when we first met
Our bodies, chest to chest
Do you remember my hands grasped your neck?
I held you so tight
My sweet sacrificial dream…
An english bag ready to dunk
Into a teacup filled with nothing but hot-steam
Burning while still alive was the sensation
And you felt it too…
Didn’t you my love?
But what could we do?
Blood was always gonna be thicker
Than the ocean of water between us