Topsy turvy worldweaving desire webs with dreamsto take me to you,cruel time stands in…
The cloudspart
The years pass; their lives once separated become unitaryAs lovers, they become as one.But at one point their spheres spin out of orbit…
I held your hand to help you with your first stepNow you run without looking back
Feeling low in lifeBrings images of lying down,But like a bug crawling to food or shelter,We can build our spiritsBy thoughts of our love.
“ As my bruised heart bathed,
only the tinglingof my palmsand the bruise on my kneesknow how deeply in lovei…