all her toil

there's so much unsaid  so much more to give was just getting started  learning climbing the mountains of the many wrongs looking to fly  then that pebble, that tiny pebble that grew into a rock or was it always a rock... out of nowhere crushed. but also thrown deep into the gorges to be lost forever years taken away 10 years  or is it more... hurtling down not clinging on anymore but there's so much more to give and so much unsaid whisper it into the wind  as I fall can't be gone with this bursting heart

I get smaller and cower in a corner hoping you'll protect me from what you really feel

  my sweet love we musn't force what isn't you've had a lonely night or two, I've been just as hazy too a choice was made to deal with it alone and away and that my sweet love is not what we should've made. if the self or the other repulses it surely isn't what was to be I'm walking away cos you should have more to see...

 we're fragile we dont speak

 they're all hazy the moon, the lilly, the pillow... its been cloudy and its poured down I must delight in this weather summoned it I have but you should go there's a sun waiting for you somewhere