I tried looking your name up
But you were nowhere to be found
Like a vanished apparition
Gone
And the future hails too many worries
While the minister tells me it’s okay
But I disagree
I’ve never believed him anyway
A crying man who looks down the girls’ dresses
When taking confessions
He should confess a few sins, as well
Perverted little man
Getting off on shameful stories
Who enjoys beating around the bush
Until it is wet with desire
And an appetite is fulfilled

References cannot find you
So I travel
Miles east and west
Whither land and water
I can smell you
Taste your trail
But I never find what I am looking for
Life lends a helping hand
Only to kick you when you’re down
So I no longer believe in a knowledge interspace
Because the carnival closed down
And will not reopen

Who thought desire could taste so delicious?
When I find you, will you notice me
Or even recognize who I am?
If I find the key to the circus
Opening the big top door
Shall you quiver offended
Or find who I am, finding you
Disappearing into oblivion?
The guest light is always on
I leave a red carpet out every night
Just for you
But the only foot prints on it are mine
And it hurts
Ethereal affinity, and nothing close
Because close would be here, and I cannot find you