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