Like our bodies imprint
not a sign will remain
that we were in this place
so live like this, let sand
straighten itself, let nature
smooth the fabric of destiny
Like words that float
dates are already in view
in which you no longer exist
and what was your place in
the names alone that deaden no hearts
the languages that i know
can only briefly convey
we borrow meaning for a season
and treasure love as a tool
like our bodies imprint
our truths will have died with us
and many a person will
have similar fates, or so
we can imagine easily
who will help me? none will come
to the beck and call of desires
that were so brief as to be shadows.
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Wuji Seshat 
Really, really like this. ~ Bill
Thanks Bill, what do you like about it if i may ask?
It’s very readable (not too abstract), it’s got some great lines all in it, and there’s a lesson that really comes across. That’s my favorite kind of poetry, and you did it well here.
Very beautifully said
This really struck me, very well done!
as light as a kiss from the stars, as powerful as a smile… bravo