Dandelion blooms
and seeds spread
Curtains pulled back
and sun floods
Writing aware
and chest warms
Soul awakens
and like sees like
If you are flying
768 miles per hour
“The sun won’t melt
our wings tonight”
Arms open
and universal acceptance
Love pours
and veins fill
Thirst quenched
And no stones squeezed
Its only love
at its best or worst
Adam F.C. Fletcher 