Ramblings · Writing Exercises

Love

heart-700141_1920I once dreamt of a love which had no boundaries. It just flew around like a breeze touching the skin of people close and far away. It was like a whisper in the wind, a murmur of dreams to come, of wishes turned truth.
I once dreamt of a love with no prisons, not limited to a two peoples’ cell, but three, four, whoever love touched with its wing of freedom.
I once dreamt of a love that was blind and deaf, it couldn’t see, it couldn’t hear. He knew whom he had to touch by the similar beat of the hearts.
Love… Who has never dreamt about love?

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