Poetic Philosophy Ryder

Image of an Echo

An echo is a ripple heard
A ripple is an echo seen
The breath is an echo felt
Love is the breath smelled
Sex is love’s taste
And Love’s taste is an echoed soul

By Ryder

I am a writer, furniture designer and a musician. I enjoy synthesizing information because it helps me (and hopefully others) understand subjects in a systematic way.

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