To love a soul

To love a soul is more than loving a human being.
Loving a soul is not determined by gender, male or female.
Age is irrelevant, or what you do for a job.
Skin color and sexual orientation doesn’t matter at all.

But when our souls touch my heart burst into fire.
Synapses of my brain break speed records.
The best ideas of my life form faster than a Ferrari speeding the Autobahn.
Love gets a whole different meaning.
Life becomes making sense.
I can suddenly look beyond the horizon.
Nothing can stop me, nothing can scare me.
Life is an open book that we can fill with just the best memories.
The world is a accumulation of possibilities free for us to take.
Loving a soul is the deepest love I have ever felt.
Not for a physical person but for something we create, together.
When I find myself becoming the best version of myself that I have ever been
Life becomes making sense.


― Current mood: fearless.

Born in Europe, a word-traveller and artist by heart, (temporarily) residing in Vancouver, Canada. I live for passion, and love the power of imagination, creation and inspiration. Life is too short to just let it pass by. Carpe Diem!

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