A break to breathe in everything. And make a promise you cannot keep. Drive out east for ceremony. Reveal spaces in between. A new season without guilt. Repaired and mended self respect. Creation of a better reason to see there's so muchleft. And I'd give all to it, the last and through the end, for warm hands and a straight back that bends. You can call it medicine. You can call it anything. In a brave new compliment. The way your mouth condescends. I took a breath to think of someone. Making ways to fake it better.