Do not
Grasp
The past
It only
Haunts
Now
Is
Bright
Full of
Light
Gone
Is
A
Conclusion
Foregone
Do not
Grasp
The past
It only
Haunts
Now
Is
Bright
Full of
Light
Gone
Is
A
Conclusion
Foregone
Debussy
And
Bird song
Awakens
Me
Already
Gone
I stir
Alone
Your
Place
Still
Holds
Heat
Your
Aroma
Hangs
On
Pillows
Gone
Away
All
I have
Is
Debussy
And
Bird song
Late night
Calm
You
Stir
Nightmare
Awakened
Finding
Me here
Beside you
Grabbing
Ahold
Buoy in
Your
Bad dream
Sea
Anchoring
You to
Now
Breathing
Deeply
You
Drift
Back to
Slumber
To see
The beauty
In someone
Close your
Eyes
To hear
The loveliness
In them
Stop
Listening
To feel
Them
Stop
Touching
Instead of
Using your
Mind
Instead
Use your
Heart
For
It is
Purest
As a
Whole
Anguish
Breaches
Humanity
No
Longer
Do
We
Suffer
Alone
But
Splay
Our
Desperation
Amidst
Gun
Fire
It’ll
Only
Stop
When
We all
Understand
That
There
Indeed
Is
Something
Greater
Than
Us