Now, it is threatening to burst inside me and fill you with all the love I can give.
A little candlelight, dinner, soft music and dancing.
I know that I could go out of my way just to make you happy.
It would not fade, as the others out in the forest were fading, with no black hands to re-draw them.
Talk till the sun comes up or something else happens.
You come back from work, she's there.