deeds that have always foretold
eager times and patient minds
coming to conclusions about particular lives
interesting conversations and tiny gifts
doing thier very best to distract your
eyes from final fires and evil desires
deny the cruelties and come back to when times are right
into your mind will arrive many shining joyful lights
nights and days blend together like paint
vital ways may never be had again
interpreting what direction
that the best future would want to take
across hours thoughts string along like spiderwebs
taking any logic for a ride
inside the stars and under the forest and river
on the edges of my mind you flicker and dance
never would have guessed you would find me
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