the sound the dripping love made,
as it ran down the table edges
to the floor and back where it came from
unknown depths of silence followed
the void creates a wonder,
where the sound came from
many souls came and went
until the sound stopped
with a moment of silence it all struck
that the heart that beats...the blood that flows...the breaths that wander
someday,
somehow,
somewhere
fade with time
be it hell or be it paradise
be it beautiful or ugly,
souls fade and so do their memories
all that is to be done is to make sure you're a beautiful one
till the time it stays there
dripping...
