Until the very end
You are a seed
A child of the words
The idioms you phrase
The phrases you read
The words that read you
The expressions you breed
But mostly
The words you bleed
Let your voice be
heard
And your silence be
loud
Until the very end
You are a seed
A child of the words
The idioms you phrase
The phrases you read
The words that read you
The expressions you breed
But mostly
The words you bleed
Let your voice be
heard
And your silence be
loud
Like grapes
in the territory
of grasshoppers
Like locusts
in the vicinity
of giants
Like giants
in the palm
mighty hands
The past
and the truth
are too immutable
The lies
and the future
are too unstable
All those who cry
do not shed tears
for the moment
Tears that pour
from invincible pain
Movies
from the past
Plots
in unscripted acts
replayed over
and again
by the indulgent
Only one escape
from what may be
and what has been
lies in what we do
here and beyond
Action cures grief
Inaction allays
no fears.
Tender as porcelain shoes
Tender as palm juice sapling
Tender as a lonely night
Tender as crystalware dolls
Tender as thoughts of a quiet heaven
Tender as water on dragonfly wings
Tender as a bubble tea sip
Tender as glass in brazen fire
Tender as ghost orchid blossoms
Tender as snowflakes on a brunette
Tender as metonyms on your lips
Tender as spun sugar quilts
Tender as asparagus on seahorses
Tender as the chirps of a little bittern
Tender as rice paper rolls
Tender as icicles sculptures
Tender as a giant granuloma
Tender as rose petal flurries
Tender as a neonate’s pitch
Tender as a peeping lace
Tender as dandelion wine
Tender as silk on an ocean
Tender as your silhouette
Tender as your swift motions
Tender as your heart beat
Tender as your warm breath
Tender as your embrace
Tender as your smiley eyes
Tender as your promises.
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