I saw your shoes by the kitchen door. and I knew I missed you. I saw your shoes by the front door. and I began to miss you more. I saw your shoes on the landing.
I met her in a church on a Sunday evening. not late on Saturday night. She sang Ave Maria. a little flat and out of time. but that's what drew me to her.
I'm going to find me a dying river. and strike a deal with her I'll say.. "I'll fold you in two and I'll carry you away. to a place where your headwaters will flow.
It's been a long time since I've seen the high planes of Expectation. and I'm way past the lowlands and the deserts of Failure and Doubt. and the last time I passed through Satisfaction.