Please, let’s not forget
we used to do this all the time
We’d speak and listen
look into each other’s eyes.
by the tension in your shoulders,
the manner by which your hands relax;
Listen to my words,
and help me let go of the constraints,
perhaps the devil’s playground.
Know that what I really feel
cannot be interpreted in text,
yet, if you think about what is real
then the next time you’ll better deal
with the reality of who we are,
that intelligent human being thing.
We can still cry –
avatars try with great compassion,
especially the ones that move.
In the meantime,
let’s not forget
our words are what we truly believe.
Read my words.