There won't be words between us.
As your throat tightens so.
Recomdemn and damn the newest among you.
Undone as a captured moan.
...we love her...
It's not so unbelievable, his waiting.
Or travelling pole to pole.
He had no question that you would wait for him.
He trembled, stirred and harmed
To find you
Certain that he loved...her...
Your throat tightens around the deepest
There are no words between us.
Just a connection spanning pole to pole.
We love her.