Life Imitates Art

If

forever lasts

would I could recall when

slow motion

crawl we caress

time

stand still

here is where I remain

a statuesque departure a

moment in posture

we

could converse

for hours no matter the hour

4AM

one time you were there when

I needed that conversation to happen

We could always count on each other

never moving

static

would we that our values

remain honest

as do our frame of mind

in plaster.