She is pain relief

tomorrow
my love,
i'll come to see You

and You'll taste of salt,
You'll sing to me,
You'll wash over this burning feeling
that pulsates around my heart
that flickers in my chest

i don't want to be a beacon,
i want to be cool and pale! (i want to melt into You)
...if after all the hawkeyed staring
they'll just pass me by,
i'd rather be invisible in the first place
...i am not a means, i am the end

You're just what i needed
my love,
and i apologise
for not remembering You sooner,
for looking elsewhere for relief
(sigh)
i'm just like all of them: a mere human being to whom
out of sight means out of mind

but i have the gift of remembering
You
and forgetting
myself

i will heal myself
with Your help, my love