Only thoughts now,
To give;
Boxed inside a beating heart.
Drop, Dreams, slow - break quiet.
They are yours, my own heart.
I bound them from ashes,
Of hearts cremated;
From hearts by moonlight,
By firesides.
Fractured dreams, undone, unloved.
And they are yours.
Watch your dreams weep
To the time of your steps,
And weep yourself.