Dear soul, how long it’s been?
The poems in your mouth
That went unsaid?
My heart’s heart has no longer
The flowers of will, only
A silent longing that’s no longer
The beady desire of blood
Bless you and what’s near to you
Though, who said the journey ever stopped
We just became somebody else
As the months rolled into blinding anonymity
We moved closer to the light
To love you much and yet
To love more in the freedom of being
Dear soul, it doesn’t matter how many years
Tomorrow is a world without end
For others to feel the magic
While words remain and joys will echo on
Like children asking questions about the universe
We’re all I love you firsts, and afterwards
Where our love can be remembered
In the happy solace of helpmet age
Where age is just a number
And poems only mirrored garments
Our hearts once wore in sunlight
Different than today’s
Wuji Seshat 