#heardthoughts

I wish and wish on a wall for my love to come...

Here and there, years pass...

Pass and pass...

And my heart I pour ... 

Pour and pour...

Till it’s once full, bottle breaks and empties.

My love my love where are you while I write aimlessly on this board....

I write so much, with such a pace making it seem like a piano, I play.

My melody, it glides and glides until it stops in front of a tree.

Bulky and tall.

So serene to its touch yet frail and beautiful.

And so, this melody went around and around this tree like a fly buzzing it off.

Annoyed he became, my dear tree, tall and serene.

And so, my melody poured its last remaining's to this tall tree, and it absorbed...

With such delicacy with such carefulness, with such sorrow he carried my melody

My dear, beautiful tree...for I shall only pour to you.