06/06; come duze

Tonight I danced with fear. I felt the danger touching my fingertips And so I held it and serenaded it with my courage. It was like a breeze of air on a scorching day You are so taken by the pleasure of the moment You lose sight of the of the possibility of a storm…

The Explorer

Why do you waver? Tip- toeing around your own happiness? Oh you heard about that big bad wolf that preys on those who dream? What a nightmare it must be to live in this life? They did ask after all if ‘this passion eats’? Maybe I should have asked them what the diet that maintains…