Long since dawn I have longed only to love
                                                     --A fiery sun
Freedom came but ashen light would not fade
I've gone without taking the settled score
You are the fog I chose to keep at bay
Often have I seen; you find memory in him
Muted misery taking light to gracelessly bear
Enveloping me might not have led to waste
He's quieter now than you ever were
All the same I can't really say how
His is the mist of morn' run dry by the sun
In  his smallest uncurlings all of you drifts in
All except the promise of soft light
She doesn't see it; she's never seen you
I cannot warn her away when I too
                                                     --Sometimes
Dream of cool cloudy days