Tropical affection. — Exploring the epiphany

We both listened to same music…jammed to same tunes… and got forgotten to same sandy cove. I thought only a wild bastard can ever understand you, but I never knew you wanted only bloody honest memories to live by. Our eyes met for a moment…our brains seemed to be inclined with same imperfections, but you […]

via Tropical affection. — Exploring the epiphany

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