Love Song With No End

Love Song With No End...The 6th Month Mark…The Eternal Void

Dedicated to Brendan Lai-Wing Leung

All the senses engaged. All the senses miss you.

I describe your ‘beingness’ as akin to a variety of spices from every culture on the earth….. Flavors, aromas, in a myriad of combinations, that no one has thought to put together before, that’s you!

Your black hair, slight curl, streak of whitish grey, as if just the faintest trace of star dust gathered in 12 strands of your hair.
Full lips, where did you get them? Somehow they don’t go with your fine features and yet they do……

One day you’re boyish, the next day you’re an old man.
One day your solemnly contemplative another your exuberant embracing your friends,
Skateboard: riding high on the wind….determined, angry, determined, angry...which is it? I can’t tell.
Oh that’s right, depending on which way the rays of the sun reflect off your face.


Mind drifting….but where? Your thoughts?
I think I know but I can’t follow them;
because you’re already somewhere deep. Somewhere…
Your soul talking to you in another language that you’re trying to understand.

You’re out of step with the world; in your own dimension….
and none of us knows where that dimension lies.
We sense it though, it’s a mystery that draws us to you,
yet so unfamiliar are we that our own thoughts can’t touch it.

Our own thought waves can’t meet yours,
Our souls understand one another but there are no words;
no human words for that place where we could talk if we had them.
But we don’t have them….

How then shall we communicate. How shall we communicate?
Connecting stars, thought waves….
weightlessness, and gravity;
weightlessness, then gravity….


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You’re maneuvering with edgy skills,
contemplating,
absorbed, 

free thinking,
independent mind.
In your world, no one else's.

There is no time... no time, 

just freedom and forever.
Freedom and forever….

Baggy pants, cinched at the waist. Belt buckled at the tightest setting.
Shirtless in the universe
You’re forever, forever, forever…