Moments with you are in comparison to a river.
Through the years of meandering,
Nature yet provides us with still waters
Clear, ravenous still waters busking in the equatorial atmosphere
With you, time stops.
And for that moment all that we have is that moment
It sprouts, matures and ages like red wine
Its as though nothing else matters,
Other than that moment
I dread the trauma that follows shortly after it ceases
I know this feeling is not alright
Neither are the thoughts of offering my heart what it wants.
But that is a plate for another night.
For tonight, I think we’re gonna be alright. 🙂
-Red art by Kelvin M. Mwangi. (Alot of this body of work was majorly influenced by Mac Miller. May God rest his soul in Peace. We love and miss you.)