It was a lovely day at the beach. I was all alone collecting shells on the border where the crystal-clear waves hit the sandy shore and gently caressed my feet. I was lost in the sun and the moon, standing at the edge of a vast shoreline, where the s
Love's Imperfect Journey
Your little idiosyncrasies Bloom the petals of love, On my monochrome road. All my life, I have been traveling On the road not taken by others— Bustle of orange skies, Dry shades of leaves beneath my shoes, The hymn of life
It was a lovely day at the beach. I was all alone collecting shells on the border where the crystal-clear waves hit the sandy shore and gently caressed my feet. I was lost in the sun and the moon, standing at the edge of a vast shoreline, where the s
Your little idiosyncrasies Bloom the petals of love, On my monochrome road. All my life, I have been traveling On the road not taken by others— Bustle of orange skies, Dry shades of leaves beneath my shoes, The hymn of life