'A stubborn surrender,
From the heart, I must lend her,'
I'd written in marker,
then smeared from its cigarette box
to a finger...
"That which spell
and draw –'All Desire'"
like metallic to reflective
—to the following
steps
of my eyes,
never-telling,
responding
to Off me
–With Time–
For This...

—A stubborn surrender
from the heart, which I lend her
to break an'–ever(-)shatter
again and again
...and again.