Seconds slash sadness,
moments melt.
Consumed by time
fallen faces fade… aside from hers

Salted streams shower sweetest smiles,
enshrined in aged eyes.
Tortured tongue longs the kiss,
matured in lips of memory.

Decades of grandeur
'tween legions of loss.
Roots run deep into emptiness
watered by torrents of tears.

Indubitable love
pure and perfect.
Unpurged and resolute
forever within four chambers.

© Sep 9, Michael J. Nappi