The king of fruits getting ready for sale
Love is a fruit in season at all times, and within the reach of every hand. | ||||||||||
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Thursday, 30 May 2013
Her lost lips and my lost kiss
“He pulled me closer until his lips breathed me in, until we were sharing one breath.”  | ||||||||
its part of a dangler/streamer of some lipstick brand lied on the road, luckily i have camera that time :) if u like or not like...please give put your comments/ critics e.t.c on the comments box...Thank you ! |
Monday, 6 May 2013
Shadow
” Water and windmills, greenness, Islets green;–
Willows whose Trunks beside the shadows stood
Of their own higher half, and willowy swamp:–
Farmhouses that at anchor seem’d–in the inland sky
The fog-transfixing Spires–
Water, wide water, greenness and green banks,
And water seen–”
By Samuel Taylor Coleridge
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| 1/5ƒ/4ISO 320055 mm |
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