Hymm

Sweetest is the evening

that entertains a lie

a blessing hid in open view

a curse laid in disguise

we carry on together

though neither of us bound

by winters holy sorrow

nor summers needy crown

I follow you, and even though

your heart cannot be bound

to winters holy sorrow

and summers needy crown

She whispered in my ear something warm and sharp Fixed circumstances aside, I felt my way along dark promises soft issues broken lies