Justification of the Prime

One space towards my realm Two words, Time Flashes, that is why I go While they seem to grow on leaves Of praises that reach no ears of life The love speaks for itself Not one freed inside young minds Living in space, crumpling in time Nowhere to say we move onwards But that of justification of the prime Nowhere to stay but the homeless Realms of reality, reaching Onward, straight through but not finding What you desire, not listening To which transpires in wordlessness That she says, no she doesn’t say it But it is restless between the sounds Of time and where the spheres Of space seem to escape onwards Whenever it grows beyond our spectrum Words seem to lie off the floor Nowhere to go, but towards the door Nothing believes more than the heartache Which she creates, storm passes But this…lasts forever within my mind And I will hear it as time flashes Beyond that of the trees that leaves Nothing in the winter but frozen Tundra of heartache, she expresses Fine-tuned and storm crashing between One timeless escape, lost within Never home again, the bottom fills the world That I live in… Russell Sivey