Sep 2014
I would flutter around the wind,
Twisting my soul in all its directions,
Falling in and out like I do with love,
Hating, swallowing every single spit.
Shalini Nayar
© 2004
Twisting my soul in all its directions,
Falling in and out like I do with love,
Hating, swallowing every single spit.
Shalini Nayar
© 2004
