Depthy into the night
Deep conversations
As we descend further
Into darkness
Heartstrings being
Strummed by
Someone with a
Sweet hum
Sap can be bitter
But you’re so tender
No shame in being sappy
While you strum off cinders
And your able fingers
Play me great songs
Hands’ heat confident
Casting embers with friction
Strings shooting sparks
Even as day burns out
Forging by chords
A heart in gold
Depthy into the night
You sweetly hum
Fingers fire the forge
And heartstrings strum
Consume Reality! 