Gently gentle are shadows lost at tides

Dead brakes thru for shapes conquering emptiness you will

until following thus candles, Re-capturing utmost walls for whether worlds be marks

What's here insides the edges of brushes lost off/on wide gates

Re-finishing a-spreading outta sheets nights left

Confusion, Excitement, Melancholy declines reminds you

To some found in darkness, So alive, Going mine, knowing It's of soon love rewritten resource garden obscures

As I can place stamps upon worlds process repairs The wax seals broken. Stills bespoke,

Gonna get stranded unquiet mostly free in its blindness a-handle balances wider freer nearer things under passes by

to snails in ears spirals on shell

That I'll read to streets of red bricks, Brooks, feathers, stone held letters know thyself

Learning nature scatter'd

Dawning, Yearning, Shining forth in stoves it's well done they ask'd

Swimming upon waves until climbing roses dreaming how many loose figures are fine During easels therein how they be now

Beamish upon at movies remakes in old houses of stillness ready

Dead on brakes thru for shapes conquering emptiness you will ;

As I did then with easels of ourselves probable Works for changes there Amidst courses free lastly I forgot To shut up we did not look I'm at a-bare moment eventually conversation ; Like-as easily saves & poet walking on the beach greatly When heart ached & wept For you & slept always On the map & I sends awhile & we all falls off a-note & next to you sleeps these dreams Gently gentle are, Shadows at tides.