Melancholia, ribbons of comii ng home to you/in the ether/we are lovers/the reality that has ye set in stone/ t the time is waiting/ our lives to aligned/like the wetness in clothes/we must be impatiently patient/be our ow n n nurse/growingx g & nurting uring i i the seeds of our labour/I knew as l m long as Ih j k m belong to you & you, I m then g nothing else matters -- Dolly, 27.11.2018