I don’t seem to get it
We have to own the matter we love ?
What a moronic nature it is.
Love is
A Silent
Pause
Deepening into these elements
Lines fluidity
Nature of gesture
Love is a drawing u finish so u eye it
Puddle through it’s terrain
This I understand adoration & connection
Apology to the human being
But conscious require loads of fond
Affectionate and blushed cheek I’m struck
Once I see my old works
Smile growing
Cheer, cause it’s owned by others
Many others as possible
Fondly
Photo below: they are just days
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