Desolation of Words


lost in the eyes of falling leaves
in bodies of trees,
conversation has no end
mark of seasons in your hands
let the fishes do their thing, sing the river’s song
in our feet we feel the water,
the soil, the leaves
flowing through our hair
and the wind desolates our words
lights are stronger in our eyes
and with you, with you
i can break the silence without words

-2016-

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