There is no void.
A love letter; a snapshot in time; a moment; a whisper.
2 min readAug 2, 2022
A sacred,
space for
adventure.
A fucking
tease of
a sentence.
An idiot in
sheep’s clothing.
A wolf who
can’t hide.
A soul, reborn.
A child, ignited.
A love that cannot die.
This is a heart
with many songs
to its bow
& many strings
to be played
& many loves
to enjoy.
This is
formless, voidless
feeling.
This is
an ode
to joy
& liberation.
(Yes, another. Because we can never have enough of it.
And more is more is never lack)