Of colors, of textures, of sensations.
I’m looking for them all the ways, through all the horizons.
Through my camera’s viewfinder, through my phone’s camera, to my tasting buds, and tips of the fingers, through my eardrums.
For amazing people and untold stories that wait to be revealed. For dusty pathways that lead to anywhere, or maybe to everywhere.
Thirsty for all that is beneath those harsh appearances. For the intense, shivering feelings that may surprise you in the most ordinary aspects of life.
For forgotten books with rotten covers, that even after being bitten by decades, know how to sooth your soul in those autumnal quince scented midnights.
Thirsty for you… to slowly sip my words and feel them.