i see your hearing

I can hear the howling in the wind. Between the sheets of the black sky and the
Dark ground. I want to know?

- see the whiteness in the sky between the lining of the sharp breeze and the orange trees.

I move the dark ground, shifted between the dry rain and the figment of shadowed voices

To move me is easily gifted to love you

I dnot know who you are, but I've seen you between my lashes and your faint whisper

There you were upon my pillow, we met in a visionary frame