softspeak

I admire artists of all skills
Whose minds, bodies, words
Procreate and dissect
their passions’ children.

I admire the achievers, in their arts
who unsuccessfully throw
gaudy, lengthy, overdone efforts
out the third (and a half) story window
and follow them down.

I admire the skills and the achievements
that we've never seen.
neverwill.
The purity of uncriticized (beauty
is not in the eyes of the beholder)
Eyes still judge. Hearts can see.

I admire you for the talents you have,
the attempts you make, and the art you create.
But mostly, I love you for everything you hold gently.
The weight you won't bare.
Whatever crashes so carefully in your empty, cradling arms.

I admire you for everything you've never said to me.
neverwill.

The words that are never spoken
always mean the most.

Speak soflty.