Sunday, April 23, 2017

Rain drops...

It's raining champagne
I've taste it ...
it doesn't matter if rain is not champagne
it gets me wasted
wet bubble teardrops landing on sun worn colour flowers
just make me inebriated by is uniqueness beauty
who cares if rain is not champagne
it still gets me wasted...!

P.RestlessMindx (2017)

Winter...

I always fail to impose the absence of me when I crash into my own solitude... ! P.RestLessMindx (2018)