• pagla_made_by_pagli 14w

    The abode of our dreams...

    When your lips part...
    To blow away the pains from my heart...
    They plummeted through the depleted ozone of my despairs...
    The nomadic dreams of my mind finds solace...
    In the calming abode of your eyes!
    The abode where dreams turn true...
    The abode where we build our hopes too!
    ┬ępagla..(with)