He was in the room with us
Though flood of desire
Washed his taste from your lips
Forgotten in the drooling of your lust.
He was in the room with us
Though flesh of my flesh
Fed your sex in his place
Forgotten in the craving of your love.
He was in the room with us
Though flow of release
Shoved his seed from your womb
Forgotten in the throbbing of your joy.
I am in the bed with you
Though absence of years
Took my voice from your mind
Remembered in the rhythms of your flesh. | 
