Her Solid

Come toward the foggy mess of trees, see sagging leaves,
Keep straight along the blackened edge, then drive a wedge,
Share your grays and speak of free that's found, and make a sound
Tell stories of a solid state, and feel it's fate
Your thoughts will say what other find, it's in your mind
Stay with me through in blurry light, within my sight
Let solid be your story told, though it's so cold
The fluid in you runs so strong, in there belong
Keep thoughts that cream the softened brow, beneath somehow
Know solid is as solid does, I see what is, I see what was.

CNK