I think everyone of us, are too busy being afraid to love.
We aren’t brave enough to love freely, wholeheartedly, disregarding consequences,
in this funny transient world.
be with myself
cappucino on a rainy day,
snuggles in the warmth of blankets,
hot food in the arms of hunger,
huge umbrella of a stranger,
embraces in the rain,
smiles amidst frowns,
triumphs and singing of the heart
Raindrops like candlewax
Drowning in a
Solid sculpture, you Burning and cold.