My version

Your absence is chanting, beneath my teeth.

"Absence. As if you ever had me"

I'll say this: my eyes were stunned
Absolutely.

Virgins were screaming your name, harmonizing and leaking all over again, tripped and fell, they ripped your clothes with her bare eyes.

"Bonnie wears pretty dresses to cover her stained soul"
She bursted in sunlight, I can burst easily.

I'm saying: his green eyes opened a world of possibilities.
Bring your soul, too.