I wish you, A tune in the soles of your feet, on the tip of your toes that taps and dances you, a rhythm in your hips that sways you in wild abandonment. Smiles that creeps on you unexpectedly that quirks your mouth upwards, crinkles the corners of your eyes and gleams them bright.…
“You cannot cross the same river twice”
We think we are full stops. unchanging. but at best we are commas, in a sentence, a pause if at all, before the sentence takes shape and continue giving meaning. Most times, if there is congruency the sentence makes sense, and has a flow, so we don’t always get disjointed nonsensical sentences, and in someway a flowing meaningful sorry is weaved.