The pieces of mosaic canvas dance and beat with the waves of stardust, live with the odour of our archaic love. And I am a lost nelipot, collecting the pebbles of memories, till the ultimate sober lap. And this journey will end one day with some unfulfilled wishes and whims. I will take them with me, they will embrace the soil with me. I will mock with silence. I may die, but the journey of living in your heart will start from that day, isn't it, darling?
@robb981o okay, now, don't scold me, as I have written this. Bring me a flower, just! ❤️