Once I Was Afraid,
To Speak Aloud
My Beloved’s Name
Now I Know Not Why
I Have Become Brave
Should I Really Flavour
The Aeons With Her Rain
Torrential Downpour, It Will Be
Dousing All Life Beneath
I Might Remain Dry
For I Speak Not Truth, Nor Lie
I Simply Remain, Encaged
Within My Heart’s Desire
Her Heart Beats
Within Our Common Grave
Mine Rots
And Dies
Long Before Its Time
Nevertheless
Is My Spirit Brave Enough,
To Challenge Her Dream?
Yet Now, I See It, Encapsulated,
Within My Web Of Days
Woven And Unwoven By Her Hand
Should I Really Dare To Dream
Again