I want to write of life – love and laughter and bliss. I want to write the sonnets of my life on the
heart and In the eyes of those4 who seek true happiness of this world. I wish to sell my words, first purchased by
my breath – for a price of life’s few tender moments, where silver linings are
born. I seek the endless shining that
dwells in the heart of Philosophers and stirs the soul bringing forth a sunrise
worn on the faces of the pure, and intellectually sound at ease; but to whom
darkness with heaven’s curses and daylight full of stars is no stranger than a
mother’s kiss or a final chance to prove your personal worth. If dreams be your future and images of
fantasy and desire your native tongue.
If you feel death reaching up for you and taste sweetness in the chase. If your soul is yearning for transformation
from reality to real life…
It is to you I write!
It is to you I write!
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