all my lovers turn to stone

relics of hope in a night garden

only i visit when i sleep

i walk among you

touching the surface

this is my secret place where i unafraid

and unashamed

linger at your lips

tasting your milk

it's my renewal

in times of isolation

i come to you

secret addiction

and in the daylight i wait eagerly

to visit you

again and again and again

for ever when i will stop

oh, i do not

this is my only link to freedom

i fear 

all my lovers turn to stone

relics of hope in a night garden

only i visit when i sleep

i walk among you

touching you