I barely speak human…
You barely speak pup…
Yet, when we’re together…
It is like something warm is being poured into our hearts.
It has always been like that…
With so many unwritten rules…
A lick on your face, a kiss on my nose…
And the day turns into a fairy-tale.
You and I live in two different universes…
But we share the same stars…
Me, being molded wild by the wind…
You, being molded by the world.
Maybe with my poems I can join our worlds…
My first rule of freedom is to only be yourself…
Because when you pretend to be someone else…
You become that person’s prisoner (Lao.)
But there still is time for all of us to be free…
After all we are heavenly beings made of pure light…
Still, we can only find our way together, by each shedding light on each other’s path…
Each voice blending into the chorus .
I love you,
Annie