Is it just a private grievance
Always holding myself back
Because I see the wings of angels
Ready to attack
For all I’m lost and holding
Forever to the degree
It’s infinitesimal 
But it means the world to me
To see you reengage 
With the world that you know
I’d be waiting for you
I said it to you slow
So the mountains bate their breath
And everything in between 
Is like a summer in the winter
Or waking from the dream