DīˈɡreSH(ə)n/

known  all before, 

life after life

all of you-before:

 the eye spark, no mornings, some afternoons,

measured out forehead touching forehead;

I know the sounds you make and the great heat 

Beneath and above entwined.

               And how should I be now?

 I digress- the digression

because -the lighthouse is dim

cant give sancutary to anyone

Its only me

And how should I ?

And how should I be now?

For this is all away from the subject of you

and two