who did i fall so deeply for that humid march evening
whose kiss halted my death, whose arms made umbrellas
over my body
who did i lay my sword down and proclaim no more
for
who is the silent boy in the explorer and why must you tell me
he is dead?
i stand alone again on shaky ground and reel from the news
i have no reason to live
because you were my reason to live
and now you've thrown me for a loop
taken back all your umbrellas and turned into
a dead man
a dead man
who speaks no poetry
days go by its a humid may evening one year later
and fervently i pray for love
exhaustedly i pray for love
a simple man he'll have to be
just speak in poetry