because a human heart can only hold a love as much as was felt through the childhood eyes vanilla and ylang ylang are airing from my bathtub still within we breathe the old things still i am a sensitive night of lanterns pulling myself over the furniture where shadows have spread their bodies over fragile memories & innocence dear lucia: you were my last doll the one i still hold whole in my hands because how can hands ever forget the hope that once perfumed them here is where i take him behind my breasts here is where he takes me (blood way) without hands pull me out take me this gift of mine this mine this ours & all feelings hit me in the right places & this love between us never changes