AslanFan

and all I want is to reach inside you and gather your flame-bred moments of sorrow, shatter them to pieces with a hammer made of daylight, throw them in volcanic furnaces and breath their smoke as they burn, letting them settle in recesses of my soaring lungs, safely locked away - and and all I want is to reach inside myself and gather my barefoot moments of happiness, bathe them in dewdrops and dry them in the fresh dawn sun, tie them together with a zephyr-vine, offering them to you at sunset when tired and thirsty and the single traveller on a dusty road you look for shadow and a cool drop of life.