Levities and Leftovers

Let's not speak
Useless words anymore

With so much nothingness within
So much nothingness without,
Two souls and
Two hundred ghosts from the past
One hundred of coffee colored evenings
Another hundred of footsteps in sand

Let's not speak
Of levities or leftovers or
Less than perfect boundaries

We've drawn and erased and redrawn
So many times,
We just cannot fill the too many gaps
Between each other's fingers.