I meant we had to
have a reason I said
you were only there
for the window
and we bestowed
ourselves upon
the forest green
It never felt more real
the stranger's attic
he downstairs, I up
he in the garden
I smelling the jasmine
I told you there was a reason
you were laughing, did you
recognize the very place
before it all began
wherever you land
I bravely waited they said
on the bondage of me
on the damage done me
