Words Like Sweet Lips

In the era of constant flux, mastering the art of loss,
Each twist of fate, a digital tale,
Where shadows flicker amidst chaos

She got the white bedsheets
you got the lost heart

She gives and she takes
and you are lost

Daily, I surrender to the rush and toss,
Lost keys and wasted time, a modern travail
Mastering loss in this digital gloss

Words like sweet lips

Further I drift, speedily across,
Forgetting names, places, without fail
No catastrophe in this digital dross

Into me and i come beautiful into you

Touch lips, forget my worries for you
I often crash and forget my worries

Mother’s watch slips, a memory at loss,
Homes fade away, in the virtual veil
Mastering loss in this digital gloss

if one is one and two begs three
my haste, holding my heart close
baby, I come for you

Cities fall, realms dissolve, at a click’s toss,
Rivers dry, continents in email
Yet not a crisis, nor a digital dross

Even in losing you, our virtual gloss,
Your texts and memes, a fleeting trail
Mastering loss in this digital gloss,
Where disaster and beauty in pixels emboss

Always, if i am overboard and in haste
i hold close, you come and hug me
always like words dug up to speak for me

it’s like words

And sweet lips.

:: 02.29.2024 ::