To E

Drowned

I feel your touch pure
And I feel your breath
I feel your heart-ache
Now you're not there

Oh, you're so pure.

I see you naked
I see your body bruised
It makes you angry
Makes me angry too.

Oh, you're so pure.

Where do I go now,
To hide my crying face?
Where do I go now,
Since you've left this place?

But sometimes
It's better to lose
Than to have got'.

Sometimes,
But not this time.