Now I know
all mystical
and chronic
pain I can bare

Stenches with 
strongness insurmountable
fumes of blackest tar
my nose can take 

Loss of all
belongings I acquired
things I seeked
I can forget

The touch Your breath
had on my skin  
Bluebottle shade of darkness
You softly fell into the feathers 
where I laid

Thought I ceased
nearing to what 
I can never bare