Thanks for sharing this article. Writing is often thought of as a cold activity, or disconnected from our deepest feelings, but the truth is that by doing so, we get in touch with various parts of our being, of which we are often unaware.
A little poem
Lovely embrace.
Nothing but you and me.
The most awaited meeting.
Who built this in heaven?
Little smiles everywhere.
Skies are opening in front of us.
Feelings that keep growing.
Holding into a beautiful dream.
Can you see the beauty of this?
Can you feel it in…
A little poem about something you might call love.
Slowly going thru my brain.
Sweet as candy,
Hot as the same hell.
Craving the original sin.
Making me crash against the ground.
An unknown feeling teasing my sanity.
Making me dream in colors.
The warmest of the summer suns,
Dripping inside my mortal soul.
I craved it before knowing…
