Stop. This.
I am confined.
These ways we...
We're.
Two lines now...
And I need something.
This route
This time
I'd like to be by myself.
I feel like walking.
Go.  On now to what is yours
I know you
You'll make great time
And, me?
Mine, is...
A beautiful walk.
Really.
So, please? Stop.


And love drives off.

I began walking.

Tonight, as several others
I, we, the night and I write
Perhaps nothing profound
But entirely poured out
What is willing from a tilled soul
Turned over and we exposed
Emotions to use as few chose
In circular flight on wings of words
I offer another glimpse of the one
Frightened and tired I bury inside.
We, with the night tried.

From all black and forgotten
Another place and time
We choose to become this
At least for one life's time
These bodies are our anchor
Make possible these adventures
And without we must return home
To become mortal for a moment.
Is to remember the power of emotions
Something the timeless forgot.

It began.
With beautiful reason
Whispered
Her words echoed within
And it began...
The foundation weakened
Little pieces shift
Crumble to break loose
Falling free to fall
Each a tethered memory
Pulling the man
Into the deep despair
Down to an end
Beneath the beautiful lips
That said them.
There those memories
The man keeps
Beautiful reasons beneath.