Kisscafe

There is something about her, that led off a light. A light in which, that could never burn out due to her strong will to be happy. Her smile never showed a struggle. Passionate, endurance love shown through the easy to hate world we live in. Times are tough, but the wisdom to go on. Through, all heart breaks, tears and rage, her eyes showed peace. Noise of the city distracting the sounds of nature. Sight of the city distracting the once beautiful landscapes of ancestry. Oddly enough, the birds are there to remind us, there is always somewhere else to go. Escape the boundaries that are invisibly created by man . Walls that say this is where you are with a big red arrow pointing in some random spot on a map. But, past fellow men are to blame for our need of boundaries are need for false protection.

A piece of paper made up from all sorts of fibbers to create……worth. People strive for it, people drown in it, people kill for it, They even heist a plan for it. We find it to be our life line, a need. It turns out to be misery. A false hope to carry more. A false security.

I feel rich with her, and it never runs out. I can ignore the towers, cracked roads, lack of trees. The feeling of cluster roaming through me, is wide open. Seeing past the shaped rocks that were created across our landscape. As long as I have her by my side, I feel like a bird. I can go anywhere.