Happy Birthday ?

Your words spoke their way in me

Like cicadas as the spring gives birth

To the warmth of a new season

Only to die

As if your smile was a hundred years ago

As if my heart was in cryogenic sleep

Which let me cradle your every essence

In the depths of my core

The coldness that preserves these feelings

And the strings that stretch beyond a million miles

Are all laced on your hands, invincibly, loosely

And here I am repeating the talks we had

Over and over

So even a syllable won’t fade away

And they didn’t

They pulsated with my every beat

Renewed as I replayed the harmony of you and me

Then I reached unto you

But who are you, exactly?

I only knew the surface

Yet I want so badly

To reach your universe

The galaxies colliding in the abyss that rivets you

I want to unfold all your mysteries untold

But the knots were slowly untying

And so you won’t ever hear

The whispers that walked through those strings

The truths never uttered

And would never be

|April 24, 2016|