TWISTED HEARTS...

The winds blow and our words flow.

Our hearts beat and the birds tweet.

It is mystical indeed, how hearts meet,

And how we run into new souls as the days unfold.

One time, they're all green, yes a “stranger”

But bit by bit, our hearts and souls surrender.

And we regain composure.

Finally realizing that the “stranger” was not an intruder

But can rather be a sister, brother or even a lover…

With them, we find our laughter and our days are brighter.

Yes, everything seems far better as our pains become lesser.

And that was how I found you, but I still wonder,

If truly this can last forever…

 Of course, I’ve met a million hearts in the past, but we're now asunder,

My mind vividly recalls all we encountered together,

And if I say it doesn’t hurt, call me a liar.

But here I am, again a Dreamer.

Dreaming of a forever and having you in the picture..

Surprisingly, I don’t seem to bother cause I have faith in Mother nature.

Oh yes, I’m it’s creature and I believe it works in my favor.

For though I lose a million hearts, ten new more do I capture.

And I’m at ease, yes I prefer the ten rather.

Perhaps, they posses what I require to go higher.

And so, dear “stranger”, I deem this a great honor.

For I careless about who you are or where you're from, as long as you’re a true lover.

Join me lets stroll on this pasture and not be mindful of where it’s takes us.

All I know is, at this moment you’re my anchor despite the raging clutter…