The muddy waters ripple from the wind
Blowing through the leaves on the trees…
Light shines through; faintly,
As if the confidentiality was a desperate measure
Of pleasure…
A whisper;
A song bird,
Undisturbed
Pleasures the silence in the lit darkness.
Infinite lovers…
Beauty covers the environment
In an abnormal, unorthodox statement of silence…
Unspoken verbiage,
The courage of communication
And its limited speech;
The defined has no meaning…
The speechless becomes the only feature of beauty…
So soothing,
So moving as it stands stagnate,
Desperate for attention,
Imprisoned within its selfishness;
Undressed even more
Under the core of the sunlight,
But it’s the night,
In which the shadows expels its immortality.

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