At Last Absent from My Head Lyrics

by Ehnahre
Album: Douve 
In question was a wind stronger than our memories

Stupor of dresses and cry of rocks- and you were passing in

     front of these flames,

Head graphpapered, hand split open, wholly

Seeking death on the exultant drums of your gestures.

It was day of your breasts

And you were reigning at last absent from my head.