Oh yet we trust that somehow good will be the final end of evil! to pangs of nature and sins of will.. defects of doubts and taints of blood.
Share with friends*Cooking* All my love poured in portions, mixed and combined with care and skills, putting on flames of passion, using my hands I started cooking.
The heart is inked,ink flows through it and soul is the paper where it finally spills. Yes, those are emotions and you are correct, I m not writer but I tend to write... the web a person weaves
Though we see sun touching the sea... It never really and that's the moment when you realize it's distance and how distant it is.
Relationships are like moth and fire, willing for pain but the most passionate,dreadful yet beautiful at sight!
It's better to prefer the greens, as cheery blossom wilt quickly;but that's why people go to see them!!