Wind and Fog will never leave me, I know by now
Their come and go, always seething poetic crown

Now that I know you
I reach my arm, I touch your fingers
We marry the wind
In our home we test this shared dream while fog blows back in
So we air out the bedroom

What we build the wind is dismantling while we look on
It clears the eyes
I cup the candle, you can stay in my arms
I'll see you in the morning