i can be crying
and i can be beside
in time lost, aside
the bets, crinkled page of suggest
why they stop to be beside
eyes couldn't hide be crying

love your compassion kendall,
never fear the ways from behind
anothers faulting of the koans
was thoughts of the next time
to two to too grow you weep

is this soundling the light of the dress
of the searcher paris
passing the waters on foot
in captures night, blissed and windowed?