Melodies in static

There’s a push and pull
in this give and take,
a journey sacrificed
for this distance,
a frequency close enough
to be comfortable,
melodies in the static,
color in every drop of rain;
they were mountains
before boulders,
the sea before tears,
night from day
from night from
day in and day out.
We live only for
uncontrollable smiles and
the inconceivable reasons
that bring them to the light,
no lullabies for rivers,
no indefinable contemplations
in unsettled darkness,
just you
and you
and you
and me.



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