Down you ran:
shining, beaming, dancing...

Your warmth
was like the melodious whispers of a harp...

when
stars fall whispering in our ears...

Once,
I built you every winter...

Every time you see
me...

On one planet or another,
you once told me...

With me as a poodle
and you being you...

When you danced with me,
the world would whirl around...

If a miracle has ever happened,
it’s the appearance of a rainbow...

When I saw you lost and sad
about things...

There are some things I cover with water,
layer upon layer, for them to fray...

Reasons.
and demons. and the things you call treason...