look over the clouds where there are no eyes dive deep into the sea where mermaids enchant the heart roll in the sand where earth reshapes the living shower yourself in the rain over my happy tears glance at the moon over the shadow of our hearts wish upon a well over our dreams of now as the clouds carry us from sea to sand the moon eclipses your happy tears to my blissful heart This piece is an excerpt from thoughts of love by Sunday Bloo. © 2026 Sunday Bloo. All rights r

come ride with me and be my strength come dance with me and be my kiss come walk with me and be my heart come lay with me and be my love come play with me and be my mate come whisper with me and be my soul come fly with me and be my secret This piece is an excerpt from the other sides of love by Sunday Bloo. © 2026 Sunday Bloo. All rights reserved. This work may not be reproduced, distributed, or adapted without written permission from the author.

I had always believed the forest was enough. The roots knew my footsteps. The moss remembered my weight. Every tree had whispered my name at least once in the centuries I had walked beneath them. Why would I ever want anything else? Humans came and went like the weather. They were loud and brief creatures, bright sparks that burned and vanished before the leaves had time to fall twice. We watched them the way owls watch fireflies with curiosity and distance. That was how it