In refection I place value

(long before)

is becoming

a red cloud

the heat

under the sun

beneath the moon

fully cool the centre 

looking from

within times

the flood eternal

exposing my soul

to you

I share all within sparks

a friction

was to nothingness

let me hide

we meet so what's so beat 

strange is this wishing 

flying off in and out

beyond me is the west window

inside candles lit

high and narrow

(long before)

or broken

became apart once since

in that moment

whirling around

falling down

floating forever looking

I like that star sparkles

I will forget the scars

I still will feel it are now

everything far

how's that star spark'd

like ourselves will say this

(long before)

in signs images

devining to separate

see this stick

words in the air 

aren't the stories now

to browse

the building up

on the place we have

we're always

well in tune found 

really are we

on the bench can't find done

not to mention

(long before)

something in hand

nothing in hand

so kind

to remember

the same time

something else

here I am

in a trance

belonging to

promises true feather blew white sand slides

left evermore to tomorrow

we stays

begins again today's snow marks

we rises

inside candles

(long before)

even into some memories

I share a-blind blur remains

today, tonight

while we still

have the light on

under the Spring sunshine

beneath the moon

looking from

within times

the flood eternal

exposing my soul

to you I knew

(long before)

to standing

so deep in it at this threads 

progress more flows

I draw the arrows

I draw the shadows

at the threshold

this information box gots empty

this writing

as I keep it back

but not now 

to act ahead

I'm ready for to fall cuts short

till we all die

I keep heart

I keep mind 

If it gets on endless

I'm much higher

by this time

(long before)

the white sand slides

the walls will

collapses slowly

at the lower corners

in and out

turning tide

beyond me is the west windows

high and narrow

outside wild the edge of

the seas

I might want it more 

one to another

one for me 

(long before)

or broken

came apart once since

in that moment

standing so 

deep in it on this thought 

process more cares

we cross along the woods

by wading in

thoughtlessness of roots

reimagining

if only candles inside lit

(long before)

tells me

for here

now the meadows

valley's low

I draw the arrows

I draw the shadows

at the threshold

so lift up your head flat

and go straight up

it's unlikely

to the ascent of floors

down the winding ways

running rivers in our eyes Sometimes roses have ashes

speaking now

no-wheres out

but here

so only sees and feels better deeper

Moments matter under that pressed on
by moon's silvery film ?