Blunted teeth of yellow and white
Hardened shells that soft with timeCascading black rivers that roll off its tongue
Everlasting rhythms that thread through your heartSoft 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 minutesCracking lines, wrinkling it's shoulders
Belching cry's shaking your bodySalty tears soaking the teeth
Slamming waves, echoing through the wallsThe book you love, coming to a close