take my hand
till one of us must go
to the idyllic land’s
garden plateau
draw the clouds
upon the sunset
the thunder speaks so loud
my soul is bereft and my cheeks are wet
will you love and keep me
sound in this eternal dream
i’m so afraid to no longer be.
how this earth weighs so heavy on me
I still remember the very day
And it causes me to say
I sensed on that train, when you said hi
I would never muster up a proper goodbye
We were reading the same book
Titled ‘love and journeys in the after’
I got caught up in the hook
I’ll be waiting for you in the next chapter
Little Borrowers 