"Remember how the naked soul Comes to language and at once knows Loss and distance and believing"
Note excerpt: W.S Merwin
Finally free to converge and confess, The Love I digress to take or leave, In my own way and form I think, For today was lost sadly to a planet, Eating trecherous meals, Lonely nights awake fighting, Illicit mentions,
Forms of being so lost to idea's and Trusts so real it will cost everything, Ideas and decisions left untraceable
For I am a cold thought of you, Before you were as I was Lost and afraid
We may come to love knowledge our knowledge more than the thing known