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"I'd love to share some of my poetry with you... In fact- no, it's a silly idea."
Emerwyn didn't think it was silly at all, but what would he think?

Emerwyn smiled shyly.
"Well, there is one, that I'm particularly fond of. I wrote it for my very close friend."

She had never let anyone read it besides her good friends. But she wanted to become more open here.
O, I couldn't stand
To see the Sun set
To see the Oranges close in
Over themselves, only to lead
To Blackness

O, I couldn't stand
To see the Moon set
To see the beautiful Blackness
Become consumed
By the harsh Day

I held my head between my hands
To stop my head from spinning
'Round as the world
Begins
To clear my mind of grief

O, I see it now
To see moments pass
To see the Life of one
Take one step closer to Death

One more step into Life"

She paused, eyes closed, waiting.

"Oh... alright." Her original intention was to have him write music for it, but she hadn't expected him to ask her to sing.
She had never sang since she'd been in her high school choir. She wasn't that bad at the time, but she wasn't sure how she sounded now.
Either way, the melody Timothy played coursed through her. She felt she could have sang with it the first time he played it.
Her eyes closing again, she repeated the words, singing with Timothy's guitar. The meanings they once held were reborn, and new ones sprouted forth.
The final stanza arrived, and she felt tears welling up as she sang, which only caused her voice to grow stronger.
"Oh, I see it now
To see moments pass
To see the Life of one
Take one step closer to Death..."
She smiled and knew the words would ring true. Her eyes opened.
"One more step into Life"

Emerwyn grinned shyly. She wasn't used to getting complemented. She was just glad that he was the only one there.
"Thanks..."
She started fidgeting with the bark again, and realized she was getting hungry, though her stomach still hurt, and her nerves were making her dizzy. At least, she needed some fluids.

Emerwyn didn't want to seem to eager. She accepted it gratefully.
"Thank you," she said, barely above a whisper.
Remembering how to take fluids when she was sick, she took the water in small sips, letting the water course over her tongue slowly.
When she felt she'd gotten some of her strength back, she spoke to Timothy.
"I'm sorry if I'm intruding, but, did you do music professionally... back where you came from?" She was tentative; she wasn't sure if he didn't like to talk about his past life. "You are very good."

Love found, then lost... That meant a lot to Emerwyn. She could tell him novels-worth about that....
"I'm beginning to think that love is better not felt... It hurts to much when it's lost..." Emerwyn didn't mean to say that out loud.
She could see the conversation ebbing away. Timothy was looking at the ground nervously. She was also afraid of what she said. She wanted to hide, too. She didn't know she felt that way. Had she lost hope already?

Emerwyn was glad he decided to take the initiative to leave. She was still feeling awkward about what she said. She couldn't believe how much she was expressing herself here.
It must be something in the air...
She sat down again, resuming munching on her bark, humming her's and Timothy's song softly.