Seeds of Growth

It’s the season of growth. All those seeds I planted in the Winter are coming back as trophies. I’m evil but I’m not scared. I’m not scared to say I wish you were here to hold me. I’m growing, I wish you were here when I’m new to know me. You’re still preoccupied with thoughts…

Who Are You?

I want to know your name. Until then you be girl and I’ll be boy. Even though we know all of this is much deeper than that. And at this moment in time I think my life is on an upward bound for at least 40 more years. I think you are a beautiful lotus…