”Hey, that’s no way to say goodbye”

Give poets theaters of the heart.

Where the soul fits in

Perfectly.

Give thoughts a new meaning.

 

Give thoughts a new sentence.

 

Those thoughts sentenced for life

to live in hidden rooms gouverned by unwanted & uneducated

followers.

 

Feed them.

Free them.

Let the new sentence be:

 

Love is the only architect of the heart.