It is the pain, it is the pain endures.
Your chemic beauty burned my muscles through.
Poise of my hands reminded me of yours.
What later purge from this deep toxin cures?
What kindness now could the old salve renew?
It is the pain, it is the pain endures.
[Refrain 2] Poise of my hands reminded me of the pain in remembering yours.
Villanelle It is the pain...