When the body is gone freedom soars
With presence gone the heart roars
Tumbling waterfall of saline tears
Muffled choke no person hears
A desparate lunge in the dark
Caught in the whiteness of tundra stark
Hauled in by net of woven hair
Held in prison bars of care
Supple lips of tender kiss
Each day a passing miss
The moon her laughter upon me
The sun his brightness hard to see
Down to fall among the weeds
Heed gallant by deuce steeds
Lift to light upon the sky
Wet the rain upon me dry
Thank my soul she returns
Aching body for her burns
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