Cedar Sweep Deep within you til you will not want me any other way

What was this?

Vows, vows, vows. Maybe divinity was not a taste he could handle. Too rich for his blood and too full of things beyond him. It was electricity running through him and sparks for blood cells.

What did he say?

Nothing, he couldn't! Even if he had been a poet there would be no way for him to say these things to her — or to ask after her own things.

There was only silent acceptance of these words...this vow.

Nothing to lose and a whole world to gain.

fade? <3