sleeping snugged in the crook where sunlight beams without retrospect a promise chafing while the tempest surges scouring the hillside where mountains climb nigh
a moments breath held askew salmon pink and beading mildew meeting to cool the burning wound as howl made flesh and skin crawl
just promised, a promise chastened in a wooden oak chocolate box buried in the steep ribcage of the earth where the mind begins to lurk
feel the hand tremble to life the awesome power, impeccable brilliance sloping figures roughed into the earth giving into the imagination of another night
and here, come along here where the brain is turned ripe and light gives way to blooming forage never to be left alone