The last time I saw 
Love 
Was with my inner eye 
 
A picture of a drawing of a 
Dream 
Of bluer skies.  
 
The last time I felt 
Life 
Was with my unknown self 
 
An empty bowl of 
Dust 
Upon a kitchen shelf.  
 
The last time I did 
These 
Was with a soul of laughter 
 
A friv'lous night I spent with 
You 
Before this never after.  
 
The last time words had 
Meaning 
Was with your sugared voice 
 
An artificial 
Imitation 
Angelical rejoice.  
 
The last time I could think at all
Was  
With you by my side 
 
You came and left and spun me 
'Round 
Just like a circus ride.  
 
The last time I could 
Write 
Was with you in my pen 
 
Flowing warmly in words of 
Hope 
That I'd see you again.