A delightful sensation (after the struggle)
She cried for stars she had never seen.
Nearing blue hour
Where they stopped searching
must retain the shadows
Fading beacon or She was holding the light within
an undulating distance
Apparitions of a spinning sun
The dove found no rest...
Trying to keep from looking back
cower / cover
looking towards the other side
quiet winter or they were tied together
morning moon (into grey)
To this you will return