Universal sharing of memories among old friends,

A conversation between two lovers.

I just think about the people you casually meet, I have communicated with peopole on triond that I would love to meet in person.

Stop and visit a spell with Lizza as she enjoys a chat with her old friend. The Garden is pretty and peaceful. Good friends always add peace to a life.

We all make conversations and pretend to hear what others are saying. Only some of us don’t really listen to what others are really saying. Because too many of us are locked behind our own secreate wounds.

A poem I wrote after a dream where I addressed death by name and demanded it show itself and speak to me.

Tell me what you are thinking.

On silence in relationship.

Memories of an old friend, a dear old friend.

A memory I will never forget.