The crushing silence of a passion to endure the pain of love
to pass from the sub train deeps to surface above
learning to trust in a distant voice
to listen to words and make your choice
when you grow to find the lust
to seek to find and feel the trust
to lack the heart of a passionate one
to engorge the pain and feel it gone
to cast a spell of love and call it done....
And as you look across the marrow
as you look into her eyes and feel no sorrow
for you know that the love you share was guided by cupid's arrow....