Ink: Love
June 1, 2021
Love is the strike
That brightens the sky,
And shakes the terrains,
And electrifies the night,
And races through the rain;
And scares people off
That are afraid to die
That don’t live in the moment.
“I’ve heard love makes you hide in fear,
And run for the hills;
Yet, lightning storms seem to calm people,
Who don’t live in fear.”