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

If I dive down
deep...

I wonder if
I really am...

I can hear
the grating sound...

I wish I could
find the crack...

The hallways were different at this time of...

It seems
possible that I...

I thought
for a second...

I can hear the strumming
in the background of my life...

A hush is caught
at the unfurled vividness...

It seems
my soot...

Reflection.
An image...