Night tale #1
There was nothing to fear in the streets of tonight.
There were occasional drunks, yes, and a man, seeming lonely. He seemed to miss the warmth of a woman’s touch, so as he passed her, he couldn’t help but notice her figure, reminiscently.
There were the stars above, reminding me of the universe and the energy that we share.
There were the trees, green in all senses, unfolding fragile arms of life, each one, worth tears.
I felt rather light and kept breaking boundaries of rational preconceptions, which seemed to be handed as a gift at birth. Irrational and wild I came to dance,
I hold no grudge; I have forgotten yesterday, I want to play. Again.
lover of love