21 October 2012
I slide my finger thruogh the dust,
A world so small, rattled by my hand.
Carving lines, drawing a rose.
How unpredictable life will be,
When someone else draws a rose in mine.
Roses in the Dust • Opuss № I
21 October 2012
I slide my finger thruogh the dust,
A world so small, rattled by my hand.
Carving lines, drawing a rose.
How unpredictable life will be,
When someone else draws a rose in mine.
Roses in the Dust • Opuss № I