She was endless
Waves above the currents of the tides
She was full of knowledge and intimate engagements
I call this woman wisdom
Her hair dripped experience
Her eyes gifted the early passage of soul ties
We became a licked envelope seal every time our eyes eloped
Packaged and available only for our deliverance
Her tongue bore fables of the purest reality
She could keep you afloat through whispers of growths premonitions
She left me engulfed even through years of distance
But see
Time hasn't kept its end of the deal
She was lucid in maneuvering
Dropping just enough gems to keep you turning through the next page
Overly avoidant for revelations of self
She was the mastermind to frozen openings
She bore the power to manipulate chemistry to her advantage
Undeniably a force to be reckoned with
She was arithmetics finest equations
Still too complex for my ability to crack the solution
She was broken by the past and excited by tormented spirits
Conveniently dispersing prior to truth and peace’s arrival
She was the storm every time the sea settled
As she was masked behind witty intentions
Prepping the brutal slaying of our armistice
Prepping the brutal slaying of our armistice
Time certainly didn’t keep its end of the deal
For
Wisdom
She had the power to rein and conquer
Yet this time of year
She held back the beauty of fall
To pound the gavel
Enraging the heat of summers ditzy foes
Disturbing tranquility
She snatched the little glimmers of hope
Right from my heart
Wisdom solely embellished me with reminders
That the clocks do set back
Just as they turn forth
She was the professor of life
Just as attended to by karma
Proof that the leaves do fall and die
No matter how beautiful they bloom in spring
She was the seasons past
Only meant to leave her fossil stamp
Merely a memory
Of our broken camaraderie.
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