There must be a way of not feeling too much pain

stop swimming in shallow water

without swallowing sharp stones

In angst.

There must be a way to bury It

and after It dies

It becomes only part of my being

I, eu, na

Only a written word but so painful meaning

There must be a way

Of not losing him when he's so close

to me

whispering him sound words

and kissing his awes, foresee

so we can sleep with love

and soften our yearnings

til morning dew comes

once again