Hovering you is the drug which I dont know
Like the fever I could never shake
And the afternoon light
Just above the bitterroots below

How you fall like rain into becoming snow
And land with grace as I l've never seen
And believe me I've looked
Upwards and for as long as stars aglow

Careening down in dreams
Flowing supple streams
Whisper softly to each
The other of which we've yet to know

Carvings name of each not
In the remaining stone
Till the windy, trembling, peaks above
Comes crashing down, we awake alone