In A Lonely Place

Caressing the marble and stone, Love that was special for one, The waste in the fever I heat, How I wish you were here with me now. Body that curls in and dies, And shares that awful daylight, Warm like a dog round your feet, How I wish you were here with me now. Hangman looks round as he waits, Cord stretches tight then it breaks , Someday we will die in your dreams, How I wish you were here with me now.