i follow through and through I go
but going leads me to no well...
when stress out,
i knead myself like i would dough...
You asked -
"Please? Would you do it...
I remember
you backed me...
I remember
the touches...
Across the wild Atlantic, past the mist and salty...
I found a heart of iron in a land so far from...
I still remember
how your voice...
She was born in a field...
Plucked in her tweens...
Why does my mind play tricks on me
Room is still...
We wait with them here,
in a spacious home...
Years ago....
Words would traffic jam within...
I remember sunshine and feeling grey.
Feeling pretty feeling okay...