A Hobbit's Recount
**read rapidly, no breaks except to breathe...

Here she comes to me in velvet
Feeling like maybe she's in debt...

Crawling across the floor
Your whip coiled around my neck...

In my dreams I see you standing near
Watch your glowing hair wrap around...

I cannot bear to see my loved ones slowly wither
They will know when they see the crimson river...

Swans in the moonlight
Circling the rivulet, so cold...

Times have been hard
We've been through too much...

Listening to Bob Dylan and Van Morrison
Singing love, love, love, crazy love...

In this open hollow
I see eyes that have felt pain...

There she sits, my lover's wife
And I his concubine...