Caress my soul
With tender love
For no one is whole
Or pure as white doves.
Hold my hand
and don’t let go
For life can be bland
So let your feelings grow
Be vulnerable
Like plants in winter
Seek to be uncomfortable
For only then, will you live harder.
Take chances and risks, only then will you discover your true potential.
©aishaadamspoetry
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