Poetic Vision of the Week

I'd walk the water to get back to you and where I was complete
we found you scattered by the highway side too soon to be released gathered the pieces up and clean the places where you were undone and washed the wreckage out unfinished all the thoughts that we'd begun I came to burn the sky and tear away the beauty that it sows If I could rape the day and find the things I thought I'd always known
Leave it alone again tonight...