the terrible sadness was quick

 the return

of worth

the late offer

of cold days

wonderfully passing by & a shallow blocked off love,

the legend of the beautiful

retold story -

a love who knew 

the terrible

sadness was quick 

whispering, the battle was lost,

all the confusion

settled himself

after

his daughter

explained there is somewhere,

a voice

kept me

whispering

the battle was lost,

By night

behind the light & the mornings.

sadness

sadness

tangibly heavy

weight of his eyes

were exhausting

had become worked heaviness.

sadness

his chest & heart

liquid remains

he would dream

brief glimpses of

the dark shadows

warning him

After all, he became a whirlwind

like the storm

during the night

the landscape

lay hidden

in the deepest shadows

dreamless The attention

never far

like the storm

the haunting

constant summer