I'll wear this round my neck because
you gave it to me...

Stay with me
I grow softer at your touch...

O Love, how ardent be
the words with which I would woo thee...

hum
with pain...

This morning I woke up shaking.
Scared and shaking so hard...

When I am alone
it swirls inside of me...

an endless cycle of
green and yellow and brown...

I saw her across a
field of sun...

Sleepy hands are tracing fire,
as your fingers dance across my knee...

I need to know
I am safe...

I ran from you,
a skittish yearling...

I use the white noise of tv
to numb the voice...