You open up to someone,
Letting them blend in your skin.
Every touch of their skin,
And you engrave each sense of yours with their feel.
Then the inevitable comes “The Change”.
But you hold on so tight that you incinerate every sense of yours.
You try to flow, you try to move on,
But you didn’t really let go of that one twig.
Release it, let the current drive you.
Let life’s wing spread.
The senses will rise like a Phoenix from the ashes,
Renewed with energy, renewed with boundless love.
Flow like the water, don’t resist
And a present will come where the love will unveil itself…