Scatterbrainy

Years ago I discovered Milan Kundera's masterpiece 'The unbearable lightness of being'.
I read it over and over, highlighted expressions, learnt passages. Questioned my worldview.

Kundera writes:
'Metaphors are not to be trifled with. A single metaphor may give birth to love.'
Since then I have been obsessed with metaphors, aphorisms, similes.
Perhaps I secretly hope the right one will give birth to the love I am missing.

Poetry is eroticized language, said Octavio Paz. Maybe Metaphor is language dramatized.
Only a drama will do and while the fireworks last, the sky is a different color.