Friday, April 26, 2013

Unsaid Immortality






No reply needed, precisely understood
as inanimate in the eyes of others
we speak, as silent as you are.
Unburdened gestures, a greeting, a place
to lean, appreciate, admire, and envy.
Vocal rhythms resonating through outer skin
penetrating ageless rings, never mattered
as we, one in the same, love and die
produce, beautify, and destroy.






























Cheers.