In silence, slowly we groove.
In solemn embracement of solitude and unity,
simultaneously protesting and acquiescing,
quietly, as the sun sets into depressing soft blue,
we smile in bitter agony and joy of what is coming,
honoring in whispers, the memories of fleeting,
knowing, it had been true,
leaving, without a trace left in the trough.
3.12.2025
Ralph with Coffee 