imagine a place

where everything you should have said

moonlit waltzed

with words all muddled in your head

imagine the face

where crevices you should have kissed

stole back time

with arrows that you shot and missed

imagine a day

where everything you could have done

found no faults

with secret sleeps beneath the sun

imagine a way

where saying how you really feel

dared to dance

with wounds now ready for the heal

…hold close your connections…

xx, S