Long since dawn I have longed only to love --A fiery sun Freedom came but ashen light would not fade I've gone without taking the settled score You are the fog I chose to keep at bay Often have I seen; you find memory in him Muted misery taking light to gracelessly bear Enveloping me might not have led to waste He's quieter now than you ever were All the same I can't really say how His is the mist of morn' run dry by the sun In his smallest uncurlings all of you drifts in All except the promise of soft light She doesn't see it; she's never seen you I cannot warn her away when I too --Sometimes Dream of cool cloudy days