Weaving Collision

Life is just our beating hearts knocking

into each other

Alive together, breaking and healing

Floating in and out

Longing to be loved and belong

Voices that sing words of change

Minds that don't always mould together

But sometimes spill into a beautiful mess

like colours colliding in a palette

There's no knowing what tomorrow

will and could bring

But love whispers the loudest

As it moves through us

Like art kissing our souls



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