Lots of time I wonder what is love?
While listening to “love is a dream”, the thought just flows in as the melody floating in the thin air.
Yes, what is love?
Is love like flood Katrina, --- wherever it covers, it also buries. Oblivion comes after burying. At last, everything gone along with the wind of Katrina …
Some music does describe love like that. So powerful, vibrating every particle in the thin air …
Not here.
At here, it is in one phrase --- pleasant for every organ of one’s body, especially for my pig ears. (He He!) Almost like I stick out my pig ears, flash my pig eyes, looking at one ray of light as it floats through the aroma in air ---- bright but not too bright. The more I focus on it, the brighter … but never to the point that can burn my shiny smiling eyes … never …
Never leads to forever
Is it possible? Or indeed like the title Love is a dream?
We all have our stories to describe.
While listening to “love is a dream”, the thought just flows in as the melody floating in the thin air.
Yes, what is love?
Is love like flood Katrina, --- wherever it covers, it also buries. Oblivion comes after burying. At last, everything gone along with the wind of Katrina …
Some music does describe love like that. So powerful, vibrating every particle in the thin air …
Not here.
At here, it is in one phrase --- pleasant for every organ of one’s body, especially for my pig ears. (He He!) Almost like I stick out my pig ears, flash my pig eyes, looking at one ray of light as it floats through the aroma in air ---- bright but not too bright. The more I focus on it, the brighter … but never to the point that can burn my shiny smiling eyes … never …
Never leads to forever
Is it possible? Or indeed like the title Love is a dream?
We all have our stories to describe.
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