how can my body stay in this place, when my heart only wants to be where you are?
how do i keep from catching my breath?
how do i keep my soul from leaping from my chest?
how do i go on living, knowing it’s not where you are?
oh, how restless is the spirit!
to be in the four walls of your city tonight;
to smell the sweet air of Samarra tonight;
to embrace in my arms the tenderness of your grave tonight…