Last Word

 

 One simple idea...that's all it it took (for us)...

 

We built a world under a radical notion: a dream within a dream, lost ourselves in the paradox of time. We-fell-punch-drunk-in-to-each-other -- dancin' with the fibers of our heartbeat's echoes: the ebb and flow of our Faith. We surrendered under the limelight of a glass-heart-hymn -- torn between the rupture and the rapture of our Words. We memorized each other's flesh like open quotes waiting to quench our lips' thirst. We parted with one word stormin' from our eyes: "Anon..."

 

...to disappear: to sparkle and fade into the thin line 'tween heaven and here.

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Photographs by: Alejandro Melendez

Words by: J Guillermo Paleo

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