Live.

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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