and i would follow her through the thickest fog
until i could see her no longer
at which point i would stop
and form her shape in the clouds of mist
and if i ever left her side
the only way would be the result of banishment
the pain would be so great
that life would not be worth living
the lust and desire drain out of me
i would attend a place of great natural beauty
but this would not be enough to quench my thirst
until a few moments after my starved death
