Why do I worry so much, it can't add a day or year?. It usually comes down to a matter of love or fear.. I really don't know, and I can't tell you why..
Last night I dreamed you very near. Though the night was dark beyond the glass. I knew you'd left before I woke. But you'd fogged the window when you passed.
First there is the folding in,. To gather light and dark to you. The journey down so far that it,. Has nowhere else to go but through. . I thought if I tried hard enough,.