To whittle and knot with tension in my heart,
To be flown,
To be risen, to my heart of art.
To you I say; I Am….?
“For my shredding part I fall, I fell, and have been taken apart”.
To imagine and dream with hope in my eyes.
To be drawn,
To be loved, to the rhyme of wise.
To you I said; We ever shall……?
“For the hidden space I lie, I lied, and believed my lies.”