the wind
pushes...

The road blurred in the storm
when we drove home last December...

The sounds
and lights that...

When you wind me round and round,
you always sing along...

Swim!
Just like how we used to...

I wonder why your tears still encircle
the world like a song unsung...

Time, woven into shadows to come and fade,
or change into shades I no longer recognise...

I grew tall, strong,
roots deep, branches long...

On one planet or another,
you once told me...

There's something so strange
about how you healed...

Our voices fell silent.
On your side of the world...

With me as a poodle
and you being you...