About how long I'll be in the silence of the secret night,
Wicked babble thy smile, look casual,
My fingers thick strand of hair obedient

From the cast of thought and time again to call;
Breathing violently, one by no one visible,
Anger and shame the burning blush,

Search though one enigmatic features
In the words that you uttered;
Whispered expressions and correct past

My speech to you, full of embarrassment,
And in intoxication, in spite of the mind,
Cherished name to wake up the darkness.