Would you?
Would you
risk
death
for a hug?
A hug,
with the one.
The one
that means
the most
Lives in
your heart,
occupying
every corner
of it’s
emptiness.
The one that’s
just a ping,
in an
echo chamber.
Would you risk
death
for such a thing?
I wrote this to express, how some of us are left waiting for love to arrive while in perpetual delay.
A Short Bio
An empath with newly discovered passion for writing. I find writing helps me release emotions that I carry, sometimes they are not even my own emotions, an emotional sponge so to speak. Creativity is where I find balance and release. I’m a long time photographer, mostly nature and travel photography and have recently started painting as well. I am in my renaissance, metamorphic stage or mother to crone transition in life.
I have a personal blog which contains some of my writing and photography.
Www.notafulldeck.com
