I’ll fall for you, full circle Let your voice encircle me A litany If there’s a God they’ll be hearing me Sing your praises with my heart silently Too shy to brag but I’m proud of you It’s true. Sometimes I don’t know what I’m…

Hillside dark, water calm A single lantern floating Veil shredded, flowers dead A sudden, rotten, bloating Bride alive, Corpse husband A shovel with sticky coating Crunching earth, shifting waves A victim left ungloating. Crime unseen, story untold The lantern no longer floating.