I was turning over with the sheets, and facing the Arched back thinking of how my eyes, half-opened, Caught her arm moving from side to side, but never to Me. it's all connected by blank words to tell empty Promises of clumsy miscommunication. so we say what we Will, to see what we may, to find a Biblical knowing Enfolded within the next few hours. it's too bad, too Tragic... I spent myself choking on the motions Leading up to said misfortune.