In the stillness of a numberless hour I lie next to her Breathing in the beauty of her form She engulfs me in a sincere embrace Her heart betrays her And for a moment she is mine.
In the stillness of a numberless hour I sit next to her Fixed in clumsy conversation An unconsidered phrase escapes her lips Her heart betrays her And for a moment she is mine.
In the stillness of a numberless hour I lie far from her Laboring in idle insomnia Grovelling to God That she, like I, Would never betray her heart.