EVERYTHING LEADS ONLY TO YOU…
All aromas, sounds, colors
Are merely reminders now.
Some sing, some brood, some grieve and mourn,
The others breathe lust and love,
Good or bad, I have stopped knowing now,
I only follow the calling of my heart.
And in all the signals and signposts I come across,
I find you calling out to me.
I walk on, as if under a spell of love,
where everything that breathes leads only to you…