earthy cold-tone shades
BROWN soil, Birch standing lonely
BLUE clear sky
WHITE cotton like clouds and snow in February
GREEN grass air, inhaling
the freezing air permeating deep in the skin,
soaked wet.
traveling along the strings with the voice back to beautiful moments when we were all so fine
one click, you're here, just like that.
You were with him, but he’s gone now; a piece of memory, eventually.
You stayed, becoming mine. I am flattered!
Living on my guard -guarded Wind is on my neck -fatheless Sun is on my face -have courage Beautiful day without you -without you..... it would be continued, you and me.