Our senses are limited....Our memory is selective.
Sometimes for our own sake, too....
Fragrances blown away, flavours washed aside....
razor blade guitar riffs grasping empty clubs` ceilings,
sunsets swallowed by darkness....
Sparks in the eyes of a stranger bounce on our skin.....
An experimental attempt to frame vanishing emotions
.. before all those moments will be lost in time, like tears in the rain
1 comment:
What a beautiful collections.i like it.Thanks for sharing.
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