time. A story with an opening again and again with sweetness and a smile 

in time. You cover me with warm eyes that welcome in that moment. You 

held my heart you took my eyes you tendered over my surprise. Yet she 

was there in you suppose you must have missed her fond of her quiet 

curving lips.Shivering when you come near to the point of believing in me.

Cold trust feeling it's way to vanishing point or less than a return.The eagle 

devours a look of uninhibition the want of words in less than a useful way.