It felt warm and it glowed and it was comfort, And I can not feel it now. It was like your Mother holding you when you were sick, And I can not feel it now. Your Father, when he first taught you how to swim, And I can not feel it now. That first brush of the hand, when the girl doesn't pull away, but instead embraces you... I can not feel it now... I can only feel the edge of all endings, existence, and the sky. Close your eyes and look forward to the things we have yet to behold.