His Circle And Hers Meet - Peter Murphy

As if afloat

As if afraid

The spirits meet

Waited for an age

It was a lesson sent

Abstract and numbed

Abstract and bleak

Patience lent

His test of patience lent

Horizontal yet erect

Yearning lying in wait

Oneness floats about

Unity served on his plate

Circling round about

The lover he will meet

Dripping mellow stains of long

M M M M Melting in her heat

The lover he must meet

Circling round about

Dripping mellow stains of long

Melting in her heat

Without a blink

Without a sigh

His circle and hers meet

Synchronised split

Split seconds beat

She killed his past

With her kiss

All past was but a lie

She killed his head

She killed his mouth

And opened up the sky

She killed his past

With her kiss

All past was but a lie

She killed his head

She killed his mouth

The he-she joining

The moment now

Would be the only sound

No front no back

No present tense

No milk from no holy cow

She killed his past

With her kiss

All past was but a lie

She killed his head

She killed his mouth

And opened up the sky