How has your heart been made?
Like a starship made to fly?
Can you stop falling in love?
Like seeds sown to grow
Can feelings never ever blossom into flowers or
Grow into plants to be harvested?
Can the harvest of love season ever never come to end?
You fall in love
And you grow in love
Like seeds will always grow in the right place.
Photo Credit: Tim Lee.
Bibiana Ossai © 2016.