It starts with shrinking of your heart.

A natural reaction to

particular climatic conditions.

The seed wakes up and

starts to grow.

You don’t feel it

at the beginning.

When its leaves

caress you tenderly

in your mind

it is too late.

It struck root.

It sucks out

all life-forces of

your old one and now

it is your only

heart.

Your root.

Its leaves speak

to the leaves

of your beloved ones

and there is nothing

you can do but

to surrender.

 

That’s how

grows and

conquers you

the flower of

the real

human

love.


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