She left;
He left;
They left;
 
You’ve left too…
 
Just like peanuts.
 
In a snap;
Up, out
And, all that’s left behind...
 
Empty shells;
 
Goobers aren’t we?!

I write;
My mama letters.
I tell her…
What I do and see…;
.
I write in…
Little smiles.
And, talk
… of our memories.
.
With,… these words
We are together;
Time and distance
… melts away.
.
We’re not far apart;
Holding notes  upon my heart;
Then…,
I place them here for Mama;
.
Only a stone apart.

Chatter;
Prattle;
Babble;
Rant;
.
No, not a word…
a little red ant.
.
Gossip;
Natter;
Blather;
Chant;
.
The blatherskite’s fluent
The charming Prant;
.
Challenge;
Confront;
Tackle;
Dispute;
.
Fervor not here
… for the old discarded fruit.
.
Produce ;
Partake;
Compost;
Gone;
.
Leftovers are yours
To nibble on…

Devotions
of a heart;
.
Every rhythm
… by your hand
.
Caress me, my sweet
….as water caresses sand.

Essence
… of a glowing moon;
Echoes
…ride the tide;
.
Reflections
…of a rolling tune.
Taboo;
… fills the sky.
.
In the darkness
This heart pounds
An inner yearning plea.
.
You touch the very essence
This core hungers
… to be free;
.
Captivation
… fills the darkness
Such needs… must need more.
.
Blue water caresses
You, shimmer endlessly
Against the line of this lonely shore.
.
Grasping hearts
… thrusting waters.
Of you
… a lover’s heat.
.
Every beat
Devotion…
Water and sand will meet.

An answer to repetition;
Going down the same old dirt path?

Scatter seeds;

The view...
Will never be the same.

“ There’s No mustard…!”

I call
A dark hush… fills the hall.
A ticking clock… echoes
Your voice… does not Return.

A reminder…?!

Time… abandons
Those who lag behind.

The world moves…
Without...  a note.

A life,…
A story
Gone…
Without... read
… or wrote.

How is it…?

An end
…with so many pages
Left…

The beat of time
… is measurable.
The beat of a heart?
Timeless;

Time holds no keep;
To the binds of love...

Love a joyful prison...
No chains;
No bars;
Only Desires  compel
... and hold;

Only time, measures timelessness.

Neither skips a beat
... in the void.
Neither returns
... to an earlier state;

Only memories do...

Without bars,
Without hands
There is no end
... to reach.

Love echoes from beyond.