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Jul 2011
"So have you forgotten?"...

Those words you muttered so softly from those blushed lips.

"I have yet to lose grasp of the severity those words held"

Making the connection from the depths of your vocal box, to the cusp of your tongue, and out your lips.

Traveling through the atmosphere, into waves, down the tubes of my ear and rattling the drums within.  

What we once shared is now aged by the times.

Times we've spent silently mesmerized by the deep darkness of our pupils.

Ignoring the fate of our actions and its outcome.

Silently giggling, we explored the delicacy of the human body... and of the mind.

The world aged as we sat timeless, centered on my sheet-less bed.

As if we were curious children who have yet to be exposed to the harshness of the exploited world.

We have explored the realms of living nature and continuing the adventure.

We must continue onto different realms of perception and thought, in which we can't question the kinship of

our spirits.

My words do no more but go to waste as they fall on blind eyes, which are recited by mute mouths,

and are silenced by deaf ears.

But those words we spoke, silently into each others ears, later encrusting in our minds.

Those words... They will resonate.
Gabriel A Ramirez
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