The scent of that evening emotion, as it loiters in the portico. Talking with that ray of the evening sun, freely bursting in through the cloud The sadness of a grass stuck in the man’s shoe, as he came running… Read More ›
The scent of that evening emotion, as it loiters in the portico. Talking with that ray of the evening sun, freely bursting in through the cloud The sadness of a grass stuck in the man’s shoe, as he came running… Read More ›