“Drifting apart, down the crystalline waters of memory furs
Inhaling the odours of our mild afternoon springs
Thrusting into the goods of mindfulness luxury
Stepping firm on velvet glass
And You
Always You
Keeping the rhythm
Before the beginning and after the end
Your soft clumsy footfalls on the corridor lane
The unsettling tenderness of your not getting close
And tiny things
Trivial things
Small mysteries that bring us together
And the perplexity of our woolen paths thread together
Together
Together
Joining the whole.”
