Silence in your walk
I don't wanna talk
Better to run
Needles find their way
Into bales of hay
Rumors begun
Is that a clearing or a pit?
I'm not sure of it
So shine a light
There's a tunnel in my head
Let's just go to bed
I love you goodnight
A bowl cut willow tree
A late summer bloom
I burned my tongue on jasmine tea
That morning with you
The light was hot white
Through the juniper tree
As I began to handwrite
My apology
We walk behind our dogs
Up into the fog
Clotted and gray
Make it up the hill
Feel the wind chill
From the highway
A bowl cut willow tree
A late summer bloom
I burned my tongue on jasmine tea
That morning with you
The light was hot white
Through the juniper tree
As I began to handwrite
My apology
Does this qualify?
Does that dress untie?
I'll do what you say
Yes I will obey