So much love traveling through these arteries with no specific destination. Full of life that not everyone welcomes but that is ok. But still this love keeps pouring through my skin, hoping to warm the hearts of others who will allow it. I don’t want any bandages; these are pores that I choose to let bleed endlessly. Traveling through my body like a never ending cycle of poetic liberations. Why should I limit this love that has helped so many whether they acknowledge it or not? This is who I am and not everyone has the privilege to have a gift like mine. I do not worry about getting anything in return. I am humbled and replenished just by the positive impact I bring upon others. My value on this earth will not be in vain for my God has told me so. He has made me into His own image He knew was best for me and I am glorifying His name for it…Slowly starting to put the pieces together on my purpose in this world. As long as these pores keep bleeding, this love will forever warm the hearts of those around me.