XX

(nomad)

you've given me every reason to sing.
songs don't need reasons, but you've given me thousands.
it's a fun game to try and count.
an unwinnable game.

tomorrow,
show me now.
don't let me lose sight.
you are here.

you are my portion, my shepherd.
our love is indescribable, we have said this, —
and you have waited for now
since you authored time.

one day i'll have a place to call home.
until then, i'm your nomad.
lead on.
the end is burning brightly for me.

you make the end burn brightly for me.