how
I remember you
does
time take life
or
does life take time
do
we manifest destiny
between
happenstance
and
environment
or
do we lie back
and
claw the words
from
peddled skies
in
urns and turns
from
black and blue
to
each cycle through
until
leaned close enough
to
smell each
whispered
regale
the
Universe places
upon
our skin
let
us question
the
earnest weight of stars
for
they know how death
dances
better than most
elliptically
blooming between
gravity
and the aggregate mass
of
chances taken versus
the
tiniest of sensed strengths
sometimes,
the last buds
of
a rose remain closed
when
Winter arrives
as
some things you say
will
always hold fast
to
possibility instead
of
listening to what
a
silent smile says
when
asked to sing
a
sweet song again
remembering
all
that has been
EJR
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