Eggs, potatoes, cheese, spinach, milk.
A woman’s smile can melt a heart
That’s grown so cold and icy
A woman’s touch can heal the scars
That hides the pain precisely
But when smile and touch have gone away
As they have done before
The sun is cold,
The daytime night
Dark shadows scratch the floor
My heart grows hard
The pain bursts forth
And sorrow comes to haunt me
I cannot breathe.
I cannot fly
My tears have filled the dark sea
Tonight, I eat plain toast alone.