who said a glare could not seal wounds?
or that a touch could not coalesce the marks left?
coalesce the stab spots for that child.
what initiated those healing techniques?;
maybe an attraction,
or a coincidence, some recall,
or could be written in those ancient deals
a language only the two could read.
a language learnt
as the daggers infected lessons.
learnt at different ages for each.
the lessons that make mankind's nature:
how we differentiate each other.
what originates the path of the spots marked
marked by all branches of the domain.
The Domain: This Is Life.
this is life they say:
hurting is placed by wounded houses keepers
lead to spread in the congregations
the wounded leaves incisions on an untouched
engraving evidence
to who the beings grow to be.
dig a human mind.
maybe rummage and find
images of getting marked.
could dig too deep
not many of them reveal on the surface,
ashamed to be sent to be an analysis
a new hole for the others to fall.
to be taken as a sermon to heal the hearts.
maybe as sympathetic
or it could be what others call love;
love
the fear of a sensation's ride
probability a playfellow
has no hold on the gear,
too amused
spots left on their companion;
elucidated deep and clear
no enterprise to wait for the adheres.
encroach it.
one more vestige
misplaced by the choices made.
did not reach the forum yet.
meet passengers on the way
get marked by each everyday
not all the marks end up grey
some passengers carry their luggage
not as marked as ones looking forward
not placed at as many stations
nor hungry for touches and displays,
could be looking for the real gem in their comrades.
yet might reach points and fail
get on the next transportation
continuing the rest of what they paid.
satisfaction found as a distraction
the road still has its own obstruction
but a hold on handles will make it all appealing.
a handle arrives on different figures
a home;
place or friends,
a passion
written down or a look at the overheads.
it could be in a special form
an old passenger crosses paths one more
could stick or could just double their mark
awaiting for the results
ends up all in the same destination
what is it if it does not end with a beloved one?
one with the utmost limits.
most limits that could be crossed for one:
limits of infatuation
intriguing
heart pumps flow
... home,
a haven for the luggage to be refilled
to share the purport behind each piece:
the passengers held on to,
the handles affordable on the way,
what the destination seemed to be from afar...
what is it if sweet spots were not found?
if visions do not blur with ecstasy?
if roofing was not built in the day
no covers for the next passenger
no warmth for the upcoming hallway
if satisfaction had no glow by next sun raise
pack the luggage back in
the next station is still awaiting the right day
