TreeRings

I’m sure that some of us are born old souls,

& some of us become that way.

If you live your life with your lips shut-

Skull unhinged/soft brain exposed,

Hands held out to grasp those of someone 

Who is sharing secrets.

Kissing smoke from their mouth to yours,

Their soul rattling around in empty spaces.

Filling you with a life you’ve never lived.

Your soul will age.

When you learn life secrets from someone,

If they bless you with that delicacy-

& your inexperience soul will grow at the speed of sound.

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