|When we met,
You were a pillar,
Rigid with frozen tears,
As a mountain tends toward sand,
Icy tears melt.
Love flows into your lonely hurt spot.
Please stay with me five more minutes.
But you've gotta go,
Just gotta go.
DWELL. Before we met, you were frozen tears, guarded by frozen fear. Your soul's gut cage endured. You waited, crouched, yearned for my touch. Then your icy tears melted, flowed to me a torrent. I love you, want you, but do not need you. Yet beg of you I do. Please, within me, dwell.