I write this letter
when rain
sounds like a toy drum
children - children of the unseen world of fairies.
and the wind sighed, waft
moaning and groaning.
O, dik Narti
I love thee!
regards
when rain
sounds like a toy drum
children - children of the unseen world of fairies.
and the wind sighed, waft
moaning and groaning.
O, dik Narti
I love thee!
regards
1 komentar:
Good
Posting Komentar