It Is Slight

What has been moved Can be removed What has started Can always end. Sometimes I die for the sex Sometimes I die for the legs Sometimes I die for the love All the time, every time I die for you. Sometimes I die for the kisses Sometimes I die for the skin Sometimes I die for the smile All the time, all the same I die for you. Sometimes I die for the fingers Sometimes I die for the eyes Sometimes I die for the scent All the time, always I die for you. You have the right to leave me All I need is your presence And even your sadness around me.