That love of no longer love
That love of pure escapism
The schism of disappearance
The insincere smitten life of sense
Intensity rises, intensity calls
Opportunity prises, immense in the falls
Soul and spirit: a deep and wilful critic
The cyclic nature of abandonment calls
Succession, procession, obsession
Fresh from the morning nap
Correction, inflection, dictation
Until the next time of passion
The fashion is as the fashion is
No longer is the fashion as the fashion was
Was that, what we did not talk about
That one day we too would grow old
Yet the cold caught hold before our time
Your bold move brought the curtain down
The certainty of your management
Sent out shock waves, which never settled
