we’re like two states: united.
… ain’t a saint.
Snowflake (in the winter).
13:54. I check the weather – waiting – An arrow is trying to find me. 3 C. degrees. The arrow disappears. A bit cold but is a beautiful day. The last day of the year. The Sun shines brightly. I open the window; the room quikly becomes cold. A cold breeze touches me desperately. Brrr. … Continue reading Snowflake (in the winter).
The condition was to put no condition. You were the condition itself.
He is a piece of art that I have to admire; my heart.
There’s no difference between our indifference.
“The only way is to stay away”, this is what Night told to the Day.
after Winter comes a placid disposition followed by an obedient position.
After two, comes three. A rotten tree, before two.
Parade of the flowers. Nature’s feelings. (Happy New Year everyone!)
Pulses that lead to impulses. Bold impulses.