Mountains melt to dew
Everything I ink to view
Turns out to be you
...
We owe death a debt
May be now, may be later
May be in an arcane time
It will not relent
...
I can
Count my teeth with my tongue
Smell my age with my nose
And touch them with my bare hands
...
I pick some words and put them together
And stitch some sweet soft song
Be not amazed
It is for you
...
A shadow appears
On the naked sun
It looks so strange
Yet familiar
...
I try to be brave
But you dig my heart like a grave
And make in it a cave
...
My sweet lady
Sleep like a baby
Dream sweet dreams
Of brooks and streams
...
'All men souls are immortal; but the souls of the righteous are immortal and divine'
-Socrates
It's on the news this morning
I saw your face across the screen
That are no longer with us;
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