Gracious and fragile they swing as the wind slightly touches their velvet-like skin.
Poor beings. Tragic is the fact that they will never know the pleasure of laying eyes on such beautiful colours or inhale their own soft fragrances.
-ccpandora
VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
Fearlessly Fearful
PoetryPoemas e conjuntos de palavras que, de certa forma, descrevem quem sou, o que sou, o que sinto, porque sinto, a lista continua...
