you moved with the soft rise and fall of morning tides in the ocean and, hastily, i followed, even though i couldn't swim you walked along soft, high grasses shining in the warmth given by light and, carefully, i followed, even though the sun burned my skin you spoke words of sugar and might, letting your soul spill in soft twilight and, slowly, i followed, even though the taste of sugar ran me dry you were a night sky, glistening with stars and constellations and, like always, i was a **** enveloped in your carnations