Until The Graft Sets

To breathe apart clouding the vision  

Flooding the sorrow  

Burnng in place 

Never thought of again  

Whisper another verse  

Capture all you have left  

Until the graft sets

When you imagine it's perfect  

The fruit of your desire

Time divides and singles out the truth  

Shedding lose defenses  

Shallow prayers

That presence alone doesn't deserve 

This is where you take me

That I know more of everything  

Prudent and  precise  

An opportunity waking, alive