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
-MWAM