the truth has never lied. our mouths communicate,
and our minds think so abruptly. we have yet to understand
what is released from these yawning caves.
we apologize in advance, though it is already too late.
and, we don't apologize. perhaps belated thoughts
eclipse punctual feelings. what is intended, and what is exclaimed.
our only intention is to rely on the past.
unfortunately, we learn only to forget. and, with every lesson taught,
we must exemplify the same morals in various methods
that coincide with today's culture. we're surrounded by the struggle.
still, we manage to pull from history's negatives.
color seems to be rare nowadays.
and, my portfolio has managed to supply various photos,
only to provide similar values. heed your vernacular.
a thought. absolution from our difficulties.
testing positive, developing love, dying from happiness.
i'm no idealist. i'm just trying to make it happen.
here i am, adam and eve. and,
i'm taking you back to the garden of eden.