she helplessly cried full of me for the first time
Teardrops of the other by the other Not to impress or annoy
the canvas of the truth of I remained untouched
but this uttermost cry was maybe a cheek warming Silent expression just
in the conscious presence of both
embraced by both
Goodbye to this roof that welcomed our dreams… Goodbye to this roof that accommodated our flows cries highs ties pies spies allies skies I s Eyes Aiaiai s ….
All of her dramatized stories that agonize are to be capsized to emphasize - harmonize - energize so that I s are re centralized re authorized along the curly hum For the game! like the newborn tree growing inside of me now of Me ?
I need not much of these anymore
and such are all things that gave breath to us : the in/sentient courageously left behind for a cry that bore generations and such is her’s now
A means that helped me grow towards this no thing thing
But you… …?
An immortalized posture of a shoulder shrug!
Nothing more and nothing less
You - as love apart but still with me
by each one of my shoulder shrugs like the nameless sage of shoulder shrugs
In the western ‘who cares’ style…. We are so good at that! So …
Be proud just! to be commemorated as such
I will Never pick a wildflower again to place in my beloved vase I did it only twice Shamefully Watching the truth die Instantaneously and no we do not like duality But there will NOT be a third time for such sad action You have my word on that
I walk now alone content with a song of a bird welcoming my accord
Carrying your light in my heart Plainness is my courage I know you now
Your love rains beads of truth shaping words of peace that I read incessantly as us
knowing my duty I go go now
Taking nothing Needing nothing Leaving all Things and Insightful of no things
I am you With you Listening Just to these final immaculate droplets of hers before she willingly dies
experimental, theatrical ... needs to be performed - :)