Whilst I am — on my way…
“Senorita, escribe mas libros!” read the message sent by the painter of words.
The vibrant heart shall give you strength.
Oh, Water Lily by the Blue Lake,
Hope the courtesy message has found you well!
I am not used to feeling soul naked to so many exquisite souls. I am not used to being
visible to so many hearts … heard before breathing.
Can’t wait for this brand new adventure coming my way.
I miss you like certain.
I miss you as I breathe.