Boiling points

The kettle struggles while in darkness lays
The bubbles beat and the stillness sways
Eyes are darkened as face becomes lit
Looking at blue light squinting just a bit
Separated by no more than an inch or two of wood
A mile apart, a moment, the door between stood
The frailty of it all solid in mind
The falsity of it all uneasy to find
Where are the words that so easily flow
The phrases that all should readily know
Words to be whispered from tongue, lip to ear
Silence bites down, blood comes from fear
Moments come by and ripples move along
Closing the distance to forever's eternal song
Once alone, twice together there were times
Sunshine and bad weather, there were crimes
Swinging the feet from the pier at the bay
Looking at the reflections no words to say
The emotions we felt would ride the waves
Never to be lost in unknown deep caves
Smiles and frowns, left, rights and downs
Naive and deceive like childish clowns
We knew where we were and what we would do
We never saw the wind and direction it blew
Blind were we to understand the impossible
Small lives and minds beating at the improbable
Our toes dipped in and in it we dissolved
Consumed by the water the solution unsolved
The petals of us across the surface are spread
Dispersed by currents claiming the lost and dead
What of the love found, where is it now
At the door of goodbye an exit with bow
All things must end and return to the pool
The hot waters of past, must eventually cool.

Taraz
[ a Steemit original ]

I have written over 3000 words today about community, the last 300 tonight can be for me.

Goodnight.