Blooming



Climbing mountains

with your loneliness.


The present is a shadow.

The future is still not here.


What

does

it

mean

to grow?


And suddenly I look

into your eyes.

We vibrate

in resonance.


Exploring the potential

of our being together.


Who am I. Who are you.


What

is

trust?


All the boundaries

are getting blurred.


And everything shines

as it has never shone before.





[let you bloom where you are planted]

Crescendo ~



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