Misty eye me

With your mystic bird call sounds.

Tantalize me

With your hands quietly mumbling

Over me.

Everything is telling me to melt away

Like snow, and run,

Join the rivers’ unconscious downturn

To find the sea,

And I’ve got a lot of reasons for not loving you,

And for loving you, one:

If I had you,

I’d never want anything else.

-jenn