More Than It Matters

The wrong of her words to her ways.

More Than It Matters


Her softly gentle words
rolling in as does the tide
tasting soft sands
incessantly resounding
'gainst countless miles of coast,
line the pockets of my mind.
The generous wealth of love
completed by her breeze of speech--
articulate portrait drawn--
is a fullness of joys renown.
Immeasureable uncountable cost
deplete said falacy of wealth
when words as empty notes
trail off in the night as a thief
unhonored at the midnight bank.

Dimly lit--
the distant morning find
peering through the babbeling din,
remnants of all that matters made
once more again unpaid remains.