We will be loyal scouts

Bandages swathe the mind
like the prickly pins of a waking limb.
I never thought you could be so cruel,
but you continue to amaze me.

I need a compass, you reply...
lost in sudden tranquility.
What happened to all those times
the sun drenched through to shine your face
and lit my world up with your grace.

Carriages hold a baby now
endowed with another pleasure
how
I imagine my life could be that pure...
than again, so do you, I'm sure.