Fluid Emotions


I write, because I must...I behold a rainbow and It pleads with me, to comprehend its ephemeral existence with the palette of my scant words

I write because I must, a butterfly winks its wings to tease me, and I, generate wings of paper, to flutter in reply

I write because I must...music speaks in a language that strum my soul-strings, and I, amplify by distilling notes into fluid emotions 

I write because I must....between breaths of silence where fractal landscapes seethe, where tears are distilled into concrete words, a vein of thought begins to throb: I miss you.