Slowly crushed beneath this millstone that
Rests burdensome upon my chest,
A stone carved of desire and longing
And warm with unquenchable heat.
Breath rasps beneath this heaviness of dreams
That arrive like spectres to haunt and confound
Heaving and heaping more weight
Irresistibly and endlessly.
Gladly face the pain of the coming night and cold
With the light from her eyes to guide me home.