Blunted teeth of yellow and white
Hardened shells that soft with time
Cascading black rivers that roll off its tongue
Everlasting rhythms that thread through your heart
Soft fingers of slim, thin or chubby trailing the points that top the knifes
Compelling eyes that rip through your skin
The short soldiers, adding by the minutes
Cracking lines, wrinkling it's shoulders
Belching cry's shaking your body
Salty tears soaking the teeth
Slamming waves, echoing through the walls
The book you love, coming to a close
