Direct light - nothing we can see by   In turn we live by touch   Blind as our first moments   All white and flame   Become the darkness see too much      And what glows warm behind us   Casts a shadow limp as sleep   It goes on forever   Or it seems that way   The words unspoken the line uncrossed      Those dark eyes conceal their life within them   Buried secrets - the flesh won't keep   Only motion makes him   And he grows more still   A stronger impulse sinks more deep      And the sky grows white above us   Our love a fact   Like any other   Like a muscle pulsing in a seabird's wing   These welcoming doors close above us