The innocence of the nocturnal meeting in an enclosed covering of beds and dawns
A breeze of Sweetness
Of leaves i embrace as a whole
You are colouring my pure sound of no light
Random syllables of sanity from my subterranean barometric life
The innocence of the nocturnal meeting in an enclosed covering of beds and dawns
A breeze of Sweetness
Of leaves i embrace as a whole
You are colouring my pure sound of no light