I'll wear this round my neck because
you gave it to me...

an endless cycle of
green and yellow and brown...

Sleepy hands are tracing fire,
as your fingers dance across my knee...

hum
with pain...

O Love, how ardent be
the words with which I would woo thee...

This morning I woke up shaking.
Scared and shaking so hard...

When I am alone
it swirls inside of me...

I saw her across a
field of sun...

Stay with me
I grow softer at your touch...

I ran from you,
a skittish yearling...

You told me again
and again...

The sky is caught
behind the clouds...