Nine Line Parallels (part 9)

We walk past each other

with little contact,

physicality, odor, sense,

yet the eyes,

look inside my soul,

question my reality,

am I here along with you,

How is it possible we lose sight

undeniable tones

(part 9)

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Nine Line Parallels (part 3)

Two soul intermingle

cross paths on a sunny day,

brilliant in mind’s prosperity

cherish our world while others too

begin a sojourn

a travel of mystique and beauty,

that elegance

that human condition,

indescribable tones.

(part 3)