our hearts...and beyond time

there are times... i could feel there is no hatred in my heart..
pure..and white as silk..
i may say wrong things, do unusual, going places to where nobody wants to
think and go beyond
sky and clouds..and talking strange language..
i am weird and quirky..
unpredictable..

and drinking coffee with you..
easy..
simple..

it is time when i could not find others crawled in my life..no stories before..or yours
it is only us..

and me, looking at us..
could i say more to life?
let me hug you..
so our hearts beat the same tune..again


“The heart is a
The thousand-stringed instrument

That can only be tuned with
Love.”
حافظ, The Gift 

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