me and you whispering
of ripple-wind and faerie wing
me and you undaunted
by our joyful scarring
me and you of twisting fates
in corridors of time
silence is the fire
that speaks to us in tongues
what is tomorrow it may never come
what is yesterday is now done
for we always were
we always will
we always are
we always intertwine
me and you finally
beholden grace
in our eyes
in our hands
unfolding space
No comments:
Post a Comment