Jan 2016
It was never
Just a picture.
It was more like chancing
A slow glowing horizon
At the end of the day
Momentary
But permanently beautiful
And in you, this golden sunset
I find serendipity.
Just a picture.
It was more like chancing
A slow glowing horizon
At the end of the day
Momentary
But permanently beautiful
And in you, this golden sunset
I find serendipity.
