I will never learn from my affairs
They bake inside my heart but nowhere else
See, she looks to me
She may speak to me some short time
And so suddenly, so completely
It's all I feel, some love that is not real
All I can do is hang on her every movement

Yet again, I'm hopelessly hopeful for that breath
Already feeding myself on the bliss of kisses promised
But those suggestions
Don't emanate from her
Or anywhere but in my spiralled mind
As it fills with love for some ideal
All I can do is hang from her slightest smile

The purity of beauty is a trap for me
My mind is weak and falls so quickly
Before I can blink, it's all that I see
I'll twist until the heartbreak of this infinity...

If only obsession didn't dwell in these bones
If only this mind knew of a subtle patience
I'll lay myself down in that spinning room
Try to think of something else or someone other
No thought can form while she has not spurned
All I can do is hang myself on her polite decline

The purity of beauty is a trap for me
I build myself a cave so homely
Lie scheming on the hope that she embodies
And twist until my heart breaks
In this infinity...

(2010)