Up to the hills
I lift my eyes
The light and shadow plays

I feel the chills
That slowly rise
I see a soul ablaze

I want, I will
I coincide
The union of a gaze

If looks could ****
If time could hide
And hold its breath a phase

Know me, Slowly
Holy folly
Simple, sinful
Flint and kindle

Sowing, flowing
Slowing, glowing
Ahead a memory
Ember red