somewhere deep under
there’s a poet in me...
trembling hands.
i breathe in deeply...
O dear there is music in my ears
I swear...
I couldn’t keep my grip
I slipped...
Consumed by your spirit
i am stuck in a winter tomb...
Our secret remained hidden for so long
But everything ruined when humans came along...
The anguished woman
pushed and...
Dried,
and crushed into rage...
It's this time of the day
that my spirited soul...
People seldom return
Seasons never cease to leave...
we cross the meadow, astonished
in part by the beauty of it. the river...
I helped you cross to the other side,
where everyone said the grass was brighter...