Not yet

Forgive me, not yet

Let’s work up a sweat

I know you will understand, I bet

If flowers are few

And we have no clue

Out of the blue it flew

Let’s get the fists and the fights

Out of the way

And let’s be swayed

Let all the kisses count

Let all the hugs be found

Let all the flowers blossom around

Forgive each other

Talk to each other

And let the other not be found

Photo by hang_in_there Photo by Celestine Chua