The Sacred Disorder of my Spirit

La Fille de l'Eau & Her Liquid Nocturnal Wanderings

[Stay out with me tonight

There’s some blankets in the back

Caught on Autumn’s edge out near the woods once again,

but this time no one expects us back…]

 

[So let me be bold or I’m gonna be bold…]

 […at least let this semi-perfect scene to be ours

So remain relaxed and remember that

there were once more temperate Novembers…]