Staring at the rains clear lips,
Forming condensation again...
Mother nature is our creator
but who will our destroyer be...
A picture is worth
a thousand words, how else...
There's a cool breeze blowing across my face
This is a moment I could never replace...
*My third Free-style* Enjoy...
The flowers pop up
It's spring time once again...
-Fire-
Burning wistfully...
Gracefully floating
Wrapped carefully in darkness...
Slowly peaking out
Golden rays of sunlight shine...
Alone with shattered heartbeats
in solitude of Neverland's pulse...
The rippling waves... the gentle sounds
of wind had made me smile...
Singing
Songs cheerfully...