Of Codes & Codas

The soil is sweet 

with the memory of us…

Cascading through time:

Let memory rewind 

to simpler days wreathed in

Naivety.

When the world didn’t collapse

into atrophy and ex-sanguination, 

and love was the simple symphony 

of your exhalations beside me.

Let’s move in slow motion…

ignoring gravity’s allure

and the temporal dissonance 

of Life’s reminiscences.

For time scythes indiscriminate,

ravaging the ether, 

yet this conjunction of hearts and minds 

remains outside the confines of such paradigms.

Ephemeral yet eternal in the ocean of sound.