And so my pretty one

Have you cried yet? 

Have you shed a silent tear and wiped it?

Do you know how to cry?

My dear protected one

Wrapped in your leather and lace

Do you feel remorse?

Have you felt regret and learned from it?

Have you yourself felt pain and grown from it?

My lonely child in man’s clothing

Do you miss the love you lost?

Do you fear losing the love you have?

You who was so quick to accuse

Now you are the accused.

Do you feel tired?

My little child, how cold is your heart now?

Have you chilled to those around you?

Do you sense that they have chilled to you?

My poor, sweet one, cry for me now.

I have gone.