Poetic Waltz

I think in poetry Breathe in Verse Live in Passion Feel in Silk See in Rhyme Taste in Emotions Smell in Universe I listen with my eyes closed because while rhyme can be seen it should be felt with each cell of the body, as the emotions take its hand they sway in a silk-like…

Look Up

Ever stop and just look up, maybe not up, but just around? We live in a bubble titled “me” population “1” sometimes “3” but in the end still a dot in this unimaginably never ending beautiful Universe. Most wander without a clue of the other, while we all have a book and all wonder for…