All these images I land on
move?
As if we weren’t unstable enough already!
All these images I land on
move?
As if we weren’t unstable enough already!
You make me, move me,
dwell in me, and beckon.
What without you
do I do at all?
You’ve lit me and I’ll go,
but take my time as I do.
Your having me is me having you.
That I’m gone when you’re done
is you all the more.