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.