36: RiTuals of Sand

Slipping through my hands, reaching out for YøÜ, see you so vividly, forever slipping through, my hands, so slippery, pouring through me, obliterate me, come back again sweet Love, Sweet Love, Know Eye Feel YøÜ from above, but all I see is a girl weeping, She's Crying, what've I done, abandoning our every dream, for some delusional fantasy. 

Don't Run Darling No, Please don't go, every day when I wake from sleep in this bleeding me, Grey realiTy, Eye Die to fall back to the black, holding YøÜ as Lovers do, but when the sun rise, to my demise, I abandon True.