The last flight with the butterflies
the only sound I could hear-
the gush of the winds.
the sounds I could see-
as many
as the colors of my companions.
My last flight with the butterflies.
the only sound I could hear-
the gush of the winds.
the sounds I could see-
as many
as the colors of my companions.
My last flight with the butterflies.
baali 11:30 pm on November 8, 2011 Permalink |
Wah wah..
ringo back with keyboard!!
Priya 6:09 am on November 9, 2011 Permalink |
soothing
listening to this on a loop
9 1:08 am on November 10, 2011 Permalink |