It’s all about words

My heart is won over that you are a better place for the resting of my soul.

Amanda Mahlahla

When our shards of love link together to form one. There will be no highland. Nor even narrow infrastructures. But only soothed pathways. That leads us to our daydream land of love. Where people ballet to break and glee becomes music.

Amanda Mahlahla

It’s all about words

I’m forming a little, Sketching diagrams in my mind, functioning something in my underground. I foldaway miles somedays sound asleep in supplication. Devoting all my time to what I have inside.

Amanda Mahlahla