conversations that sustain themselves without form or structure, that could possibly last for days, weeks, months and years
hopefully years
you are patient and I need silence
you prompt me to be honest, and I speak, and you listen and tell me to be honest again
and I spill from between my eyes to my feetI know that we can sit in quietness
under the stars forever
once upon a blue moon
and all the things I think can be kept safe inside you
