Late spring conversing with early spring

Early: what's the difference between psychosis  and religion?

Late: what? Dude, that's soo unappropiate.

Early: It is?

Late: Yes, your basically implying that people who are religious have a mental problem and that's totally not cool.

Early: I wasn't trying to hurt anyone...I was talking to winter and winter said religion doesn't exist and people with psychosis see things that aren't there and---

Late: You were talking to winter? Dude Winter is harsh, cold, and old, of course he would imply religious people are crazy...did you ever think winter is crazy?

Early: why would I think that?

Late: because winter lives for Nostalgic moments and never gives an answer or if Winter gives an answer, he tells you to look with in to find the true meaning or some bullshit that makes no sense. Look, Religion is real, however the stories are kind of questionable.

 Early: I don't get it..

Late: ok, religion exsit. We have artifacts, books, temples, churches, all kinds of real stuff to show religion exist. The stories are questionable but they have meaning.

Early: what's the meaning?

Late: read it dude, besides your too young to understand it.

Early: too young? Your only older than me by a few years.

Late: true, but I comprehend things a little different....look I'll tell you this much early, the stories religion present to us are a guideline, an example of what we should do...just keep reading, trust me you'll begin to change...and by the way, your question is totally unappropiate but sinceits something you're pondering, what do you think the difference between religion and psychosis are?

Autumn conversing with Spring

Spring: what is love?

Autumn: ......its an emotion that's intense, a tad impulsive, its joy, happiness... love changes you and can make you do things you never thought before...

Spring: I don't understand.

Autumn: nobody understands it completely.

Janet Jackson - That's the way love goes (1993)

What is it like to kiss?

I often wonder,
I plunder, and
fight the thunder
of passion that
constantly implodes,
What is it like to kiss?

It looks
disgusting at first,
its the initial shock,
the exchange of spit....

from a different
perspective it looks
soft and slow, like time
stopped....the way ones
lips slowly drag across the
face like a train to a wedding
dress, the obsessed stare and
tugging of hair, the ability of hands
moving across each others body
like a mime, pulling each other
closer signaling your mine,
kisses on the neck sending
goose bumps up the spine,
the light bites on the ear lobe
like your whispering naughty
thoughts to my mind, the
light grind against my zipper
telling me its time....

What is it like to kiss?
What if its not quite right?
What if the person is a lip bitter
but to damn hard, like from
erotic to pain, confusing my
brain...

What if its sloppy?
What if its a stingy
kiss from someone
with full lips? Like
there heart is still on
the cliff while the brain
went spelunking unequipped...
night eyes graze the sky with
a wish, what is it like to kiss? 

Strangers

My parents said
to never trust strangers,
those are people you
don't know, those
are folks who want
to hurt and say all kinds
of nasty words, those
are not your friends...
but I'm starting to undestand,
strangers aren't just unfamiliar
faces either...

Estelle - You Are (feat. John Legend)

John Legend - Start