Often in my life
I find myself in a warm corner
Linking words to the feelings
Producing emotions
Funneling through me.
Uncomplicated to simplify
'What is,... is'
Yet far more adventurous to plot
A fairytale of what if's  ...

Why would it be anything ,
but the warmest aroma of Hot Chocolate
Or  slight scent of a Vanilla  Pod
To establish a setting of the smallest events that have change your life in a second
Only to be continued with the thrill of  turbulence introduced

Perhaps our existence is merely just a story
A story of Time

Tangible
Intimacy
Meandering
Eternally

DK
July 2014