我们在光的边缘如野兽般狂舞。我满怀感激地

We dance like beasts near the edge of light. I kiss

亲吻你的王座，在这扇被我们称为家的

the throne of you in gratitude, what love

窄窗里，我们究竟能寻得怎样的

we might find in this small window we call

爱。我的双手与你的紧紧相锁，我们是

home. My hands, padlocked to yours, we are

一种令人忧心的永恒。无论我紧紧依附的

a concerning type of forever. Whether I am bound

是你，还是你的幽灵，我都不会离去。抱歉，

to you or your ghost, I shall not depart. I apologize,

我又一次从幸福写起。可是

I have started from happiness again. But how

我怎能不如此，当我只知晓你？今晨，

could I not, when I only know of you? This morning,

当我在烤焦吐司的味道中醒来，烟雾如香水般

when I wake to burnt toast and smoke lingers

萦绕不散，我穿着昨天的内裤光临

like perfume and I grace the kitchen in yesterday’s

厨房，牵起你的手，伴着培根在我们破旧炉灶上

briefs and I grab your hand to twirl you to the song

煎烤的滋滋赞歌将你旋转，我会

of bacon as it cooks on our decaying stove, I will

向你侧过头去，亲吻你的脸颊，并

tilt my head toward yours to kiss your cheek and

承诺明天我会把我们的食品柜重新装满。

promise tomorrow I will restock our pantry.