A pair of bewildered filmy orbs,
Bewildered by my haunting words,
“I love you,” I had made bold to exclaim
Before the collapse of the worlds.
A shivering engulfed my chest,
So arose an exquisite unrest,
As if you vowed to suffocate me in haste,
After the collapse of the worlds.
I am an exile from your heart,
A nest in which I have never dwelt.
It took place, a lurid quietus akin
Very much to the collapse of the worlds.
