Into the Lights

Stop and glance
Over his shoulder
We’ve been everywhere
Velvet made non-light
Stop and glance
Over his shoulder
We’ve been everywhere
Seven strands are tight
They watch / the face / in pit / the heat / was coldness
Scarlet / Caps / Swallow / the sea
Dahlia with petals of fire in golden
Lay down your head
Writing your diary
He said:
She stands the lights away
Out of the converse
She cuts those nights in days
To the other one