Long after monument

has crumbled to dust

and the Earth has reclaimed

what we call civilization

a memory of words left behind us

will continue their echo

as the universe expands

and the seas shift their shape

the exclamations and pronouncements

will faintly shout their way

in new iterations

beyond our noisiness and clutter

every I love you

whispers on – Caroline A. Slee

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