Bond.. bondage of ones yearning soul to another. One to just hold the very existence we call home.. not a physical place, it's a who. Who or what is home. The bond to make a contract of never ending reincarnated vessels we use to extract or transfer energy through ones touch.
The bond that makes us feel tied with our hands to our hearts.. but yet never had any restriction at all. It is the choice we withhold to endure sensational emotions of lust..trust..embodiment of purpose and identity of importance within ones eyes. leading to the very sacred place, a journey through the pulmonary vein.
A mission to make it once breathe again..
The heart.
A bond is a war with sacrifice, forgiveness, chaos and unconditional faith that it will win the battle that is forever internal.
