O! Keeper of the moon
With heavy eyes and broken dreams
I bade you listen

the perennial fragments of your past will haunt you in ways you wished  never existed

the voices you once heard will make languid circles above you, making you dizzy

and as you to continue to find your way to the clearing, the eyes of lover slither by(behind you). Its fangs sharp and ready

while heaving through the undergrowth you stop,realising it took too long and too much....