A safe surge of dreamy delight, established in lavender lilac. Motions unstable with ease. Careful afternoons meander with memory's light of yesterday. A perpetual stance of charity and a graceful softness that endures. Rain is gently falling outside now, defining and freeing the flow. A sweet flutter of you, I soar and sing. Across the wet green fields I hurry home, to find myself very much alive in the house, that keeps you.