sumo wrestle in the park

i am desperate for your love
passionate one i dream of you
passionate one i cannot touch
the angel of my dreams

live in a city far away, love
be yourself and never see me
make money or tease men or drink
but when you come home to dream
there i'll be

and we cannot be together now
and the pain rips through me--
a timely laceration of the soul.

but my love remember:

i am the moment and the place
in which you will find
a simple harmony;
a shared peace.