I taste each word for meanings you might find
Each foot, with care, placed gently on this stage
And try to catch your image in my mind

At stroke of pen, your truth is well defined
With little left for heart or soul to gauge
I taste each word for meanings you might find

That give you will to live, to be so kind
With lips that brush away my frightened rage
And try to catch your image in my mind

With memories and madness all entwined
Held tight in brooding thoughts as if a cage
I taste each word for meanings you might find

I cling to dreams, my hope still unrefined
For this, I crave the wisdom of the sage
And try to catch your image in my mind

While lost in longing love, my heart though blind
Looks past the vacant stare that hides your age
I taste each word for meanings you might find
And try to catch your image in my mind