Foolish to want solace I am
My words are without weight, feathery and forgotten
Tears without tracks, wry yet not beguiling
Nightmares are dreams of a past reality
Enomorato I am without you as night without illuminance
The heart of a hummingbird dawdles in comparison to mine
My soul sleeps without comfort awaiting the day when hearts and minds coincide
At the shore's edge of this life waiting, when perhaps our time is in the next
I need you now
