The man who went in search of immortality

It was the closest I'd been in love
For near ten years.

Back South at home without me

The dew on the grass grew old.

My sails blew in a current of air

Not known to her.

Death, it seemed, was tabu.

Other forms of life seemed plausible.

She wants what's well

In a way she thought I didn't know.

I was further away than she might tell

In the search for immortality.