With a stroke of my neck  With a stroke of my thigh  My mind's eye  Opens wide    I see you  I breathe you in    In the beginning, it was fiery Each stroke My body woke  Alight my senses    Now it's damp It doesn't burn as bright  Your fingers don't come as close  You flinch at my touch  You don't come close    Has your mind concluded What your actions are alluding  It hurts to think about it  ...