I crave it deeply
passionately...
would you do it
if I asked...
I sat
in the sun...
It's dark out
and it seems...
Nice things always
break...
Like the sky
I give my grief back...
From the swell of the clouds
sunlight will bloom suddenly...
I am scared of being
diminished...
It was all too much
for a moment...
If I dive down
deep...
A fogginess
in my thoughts...
is like a small fish
keen to changes...