Ingredients: × Half a dozen of personalities × A spoonful of Unknown questions × 2/3 of darkness from Svalbard × A Jar full of pain from the rain × A whole book of poetries called Unlove × Freshly hand-picked Metaphors × A pinch of verses dipped in curses
Even before starting the recipe, it could intoxicate you, to be safe until the end be patience and forget you have a heart to love.
Heat the cast iron pan on high flames, Pour the pain boil it until you see bubbles, then drop one by one all the personalities stir it well on low flames, an ebullient aroma will start to fill the room Now add a spoonful of Unknown questions, Questions that have souls attached to them be careful they might jump over you. Now take the book cut through the pages, book of poetries in a zig-zag pattern, like the wrist of a lover who wrote poetries to hate her but couldn't Unlove her, Now turn the flames to high and add 2/3 of the darkness from Svalbard an Ingredient that keeps the balance of the entity, stir until everything has been mixed well Take a pinch of verses dipped in curses toss the pan and sprinkle the magic portion, an Ingredient that makes ripple in the timeline of every multiverse to relive the moments, Finally, Garnish with freshly hand-picked Metaphors only for the ones persistence for the worthiness.
The whole decade thing came at us fast Or did it Was it really, what, 10 years? *** (where the f¥€k did it go) Surprising that it passes and so many people missed it DO NOT miss the next one Jump right in and start it robustly
Just mumbling some morning banter..... I didn't even realise it was Friday...**** Brian Hill -2020 # 203
I'm paralyzed with thoughts, my tongue tied in knots. I'm hot from head to toe, to be with you is all I know. With all these feelings locked inside, they can't be stopped I know I've tried. You came as a surprise, now it's love seen through my eyes. Please tell me how you feel let it be your heart I steal.