Tentative Love

perhaps, this is love.

sweet

the purest hearts have no limits nor specific appearances.

shy hearts

whispered confessions of love hidden behind sweaty palms and shy laughs.

raindrop

it is bittersweet – Nature’s tears bring you peace.

rotting flowers

the flowers wilt and die.

blossoms

dreams renew themselves every season.

blue hour

morning quite subdued, with happiness glowing blues.

simple

can it be simple?

gentle hands

gentle touches, sweet kisses.

unexpected

unexpected love blooms rapidly.