I am forgetting typewriter handwriting, and how to embrace in a storm of haloes
To watch the floor melt,
To know I melt with it
I secretly opened one eye,
And watched Selene move beyond my horizon
Secrets tend to tell themselves, I find
I find I will not miss
Clandestine heartaches buried years deep in stagnant days
Writing lullabies across the moon
I have rescued dreams dying on yesterday's embers
Fashioning flowers from fancy
Skipping stones across April showers
We will dance upon days time has forgotten
To let dawn's drapery enfold us
Gazing at angels through the eyes of a second
Gazing at angels through the eyes of a second