Rock creek

I've come here as I've come before 

Only it's dark

And there are no bedtimes

It is twilight

But my heart is placed

So perfectly within

These planes are placid 

For being stranged

And barely bade self-passage 

Through with rains,

The creek whispers it's thanks

But I blush with builder's sin 

Because

Streets have started

Making themselves 

And streams have stopped 

Singing to themselves

Not to mention 

Whereto has gone the singing 

In the interim

At least We are a twilight yet

And one without the fear of home

You for never having seen the sea

Me for no longer to another belonging 

It is dark

But my heart is placed 

So perfectly within

To sit with you in murk

And begin

To serenade our endings