Azalea bushes, pine needles
underneath
The weeping trees

Daisy on the left
A space free of judgement
With healthy hopes and dreams

Placed with stepping stones
Made with love
A token of their visits

Share your garden secrets
Make your worship known
With angels and sculptures

Please!
𝑷𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆..

You died.
Then you are reborn.
They talk about heaven and hell
But they never tell you about earth.

Heaven didn't want us
Hell didn't want us
So,
They send us to earth.

Sure it's mostly water
Little bit of ground
And a whole lotta people
But no babies

Year 2025
Post worldwide pandemic  
Current Global Tarrif War,
Even the Penguins.

But i met you
You who warms my heart
You who holds my hand in the park
You and me, on earth.

Silly silence
Lack of enthusiasm
Quiet responses
No engagement

- am I hard to love

I hope you can feel it

My burst of energy
I send it to you.

I hope you can feel it

To be desired
To be craved
Lavished
Explored
Smelled
Tasted

Sweet new relationship energy

- Polyamory