Q-ZACK: Here & Now

My heart was once a virgin because it has never been tried, choked, squeezed, squashed and beaten into a bloody pulp not until now. It has been constantly at war with the mind, my ego. But now they are at peace with one another. Agreeing with their own terms and conditions set right down the table. But then the cloud of forgetfullness seems to hover above me making me stammer, stutter and stagger off my feet and making me lose the words that once was present in my system and yet lines and stanzas seems to fall into places still. With each strum annd pluck of the string brings smile upon my face, and the clatter of the keypads are music to my ears that purely resonates into the dead of the night, noteworthy of appreciation. The last piece of the puzzle has been put into place with surprising revelations. I guess some things are better left unsaid. But that’s another story. At first, the thought of "love" growing is a little bit absurd until it hits me.

Against all odds. No matter what. Until forever meets its end.