.
We converse without words...
Just shudders and crests of bated breaths.
Tingles that resonate between echoing beats.

We speak without voice...
Just deep gazes that peer endless into bottomless eyes.
Subtle blinks that freeze the ticks of relentless hands.

We talk without sounds...
Just slight quivers between parted lips.
Holding the other captive in a gentle clasp.

We part with no farewell...
Just two wilful wisps darting on separate courses.
Knowing that paths that meander may someday converge.

.

Let us talk about the little things.
I give you infinity in the infinitessimal.

Words have meaning, i mean everything i say.
A sharp tounge twists around the most powerful bullets.

Choice may be my new favourite word.
A wise man once said happiness is transitional.

My little heart floated out to sea in a paper raft.
With ores that write your name in every wave.

In this world, that knows only your name.
No storm could hope to capsize me.

For no dark day could make me choose otherwise.
For no lightening bolt can dare to compare.

On the days that my mind is lost at sea,
My heart is safe in the choice of you.

*Always

Why do i fear
Running ahead?
because i consider whatever's
left unsaid.

they arrested peace
...allegedly...
held court with no judge
found verdict without burden of proof
when a handful have power
compact enough to be handheld
the laws will always be
unbalanced