the sound...

the sound the dripping love made,

 as it ran down the table edges

to the floor and back where it came from
 unknown depths of silence followed
 the void creates a wonder,

where the sound  came from

many souls came and went 

until the sound stopped
with a moment of silence it all struck

that the heart that beats...the blood that flows...the breaths that wander 

someday,

somehow,

somewhere

 fade with time
be it hell or be it paradise

be it beautiful or ugly,
souls fade and so do their memories

all that is to be done is to make sure you're a beautiful one

till the time it stays there 

dripping...