Monday, August 17, 2015

Kissed by the wind

I long to see the sun doing a cha-cha dance with the moon. I wish I can pin down my sorrows on the floor with a definitive choke lock, waking up refreshed with a very beautiful future. The heels of fate are hard to crack, perhaps it would take a chisel teethed  faith to break the back bone of Mr. Worries.

I love the flirting eyes of the wind, it reminds me of the story of life. I cried yesterday because I had to cry, that's the recipe of life. Freeze not my dear,a kiss by the wind is just man`s battle with the vicissitudes of life.


1 comment:

  1. I loooove this. Wow! You are a genius

    From: Martha Coakley