I'm not going to say anything this time
I'm not even going to let the thoughts unravel
They did before and the thread was more than I expected
Unwinding into a string too thin to be within my grip protected

So I won't let go of this ball of yarn so soon
Even if it is never to be woven into the loom
I shall cherish the bundle and hold it tight
And let my dreams unravel its wonders in the night