A break to breathe in everything.   And make a promise you cannot keep.   Drive out east for ceremony.   Reveal spaces in between.   A new season without guilt.   Repaired and mended self respect.   Creation of a better reason   to see there's so muchleft.   And I'd give all to it, the last and through the end, for warm hands and a straight back that bends.   You can call it medicine.    You can call it anything.   In a brave new compliment.   The way your mouth condescends.   I took a breath to think of someone.   Making ways to fake it better.