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BTW 6d
Soul’s Echo
by Siros

There is a place the body cannot follow—
a hush between heartbeats
where memory lingers after the voice is gone.
That is where you live now.

Not in the photos I can barely touch.
Not in the places we once stood,
but in the silence that knows your shape.
      
I called your name once,
long after the world said I should stop.
It didn’t answer back—
not with sound.
But the trees leaned in,
and the wind moved like you did
when you entered a room without trying.

Sorrow doesn’t scream.
It whispers.
And in that whisper, I heard
your laugh,
your sigh,
the moment you forgave me without saying so.
Grief made me echo,
but love gave the echo a rhythm.
Now, when I fall quiet,
it’s not to forget,
but to feel the trace
of who you were
still alive in the spaceleft behind.

A soul does not vanish.
It reverberates.

And I listen
BTW May 16
Sometimes
10 May 20#*


Sometimes your ache for freedom ,
Takes mine.

Sometimes 2 nickels,
Make a dime
,
Sometimes ,nothing makes any  sense.  
I'm sitting on the fence,

Sometimes.......

Sometimes.
BTW May 14
The Returning
13 May 2025

There is a hush beneath the stars,
A pull not forward—but back.
Not to undo, not to forget—
But to arrive where we began.

We scatter like seeds on wind-blown hills,
Chasing wonder, chasing will.
But always, always something calls—
A whisper older than the fall.

It isn’t youth we seek again,
Nor glory, nor the roar of men—
But balance in the turning tides,
The place the river meets the sky.

The trees remember. The rocks still hum.
The quiet knows where we are from.
And love—unchanging, yet undone—
Draws every soul back to the One.

So let me walk this last long mile
Not with regret, but with a smile.
For what I am has always been
Held in the arms of the returning.
BTW May 13
Dance and Sway
15 May 2025.

When we're not ready to dance and sway
We'll make love another day.  

Open new page, draw the line
We can simply take our times.

Something we well know.
Always better, soft and slow  

There's no hurry to run and rush.
Take the rabbit,shake the bush.

At our sweet age delay ok.
I'm yours, everyday,
Anyway,  anyway!
BTW Feb 14
Love, Hate, Anher,
February 2025

Scorch the earth,  
Blister the Fire,
Flame the Wayer.

Love to the highest degree
BTW Jan 24
Cheaters Need a Lie to Bed On

Cheaters need a lie to bed on,
A quilt of falsehood finely spread.
Their whispers weave a fragile fabric,
Where hollow dreams dare rest their head.

Each thread is spun from fleeting shadows,
Each stitch a secret, sharp and thin.
But lies, though soft in their beginning,
Soon unravel from within.

The weight of truth, a restless burden,
Presses heavy on the frame.
And though they think their bed eternal,
It’s set alight by sparks of shame.

For honesty, though slow to waken,
Carries with it steady might.
And darkness flees when it is met with
The piercing dawn of morning light.
BTW Jan 21
Seduction
21 January 2024

That quiet smile, delay of time,
Poet’s mile, says you’re mine.
Noon hour past, wine full glass.
I’m here waiting lovely lass.
That rhythmic rhyme sings life to life,
Marriage, blessed more than twice.
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