Flowers Quote by Akshmala Sharma
““The dusk twilit leaves me tipsy. Rain lashing down to trashed. Moon sailing through dries up snooze. He in spring holds the breath. And raining petals a warm hug craved for.””
““The dusk twilit leaves me tipsy. Rain lashing down to trashed. Moon sailing through dries up snooze. He in spring holds the breath. And raining petals a warm hug craved for.””