ГАРРИ АРАКЕЛЯН - Truth Beside Me

I want the truth to sleep beside me
And honest lips to kiss the evening light
I want your soul, when spring comes early
To lie with mine through one soft night
Not flesh to flesh, but something deeper
A quiet touch no hands could know
A longing pure, almost sacred, the kind that only souls can show
Not long ago, another warned you
Not long ago, I lived unlit