#love
when it doesn’t rain in the dreary shades of my city or in my stone-cold heart
Have you met someone who came to you not looking for something, just to sit with you and watch the ocean waves
What difference does it make if I live or die? My words will float with the clouds and transcend the boundaries
eyes meet lips embrace bodies tangle crumpled bedsheets bear witness to the making of love
My mind wants to reach out and grab something electrifying: something that has the power to make it feel alive My mind: it has been hard at work
