Ocean's Breath Plateau Dreamer

he turned to her now, anguished;

"tell me what i can do, for your heart." he sought absolution. he sought to lift any pain he might feel, while seeing also that this too, was an irony: how could he pretend to have touched her spirit when he had not given his?

he did not regret them. but he did not know how to move forward with them, and his own chest ached for the reality that he could not mend.

her voice had carried a thousand passions. he was weak to turn from them.