He was the silver of a memory. Voracious reader of books. Writings, like a serpent. Wild dreams. Rambling thoughts. Luminous realities. Heart, like a four-poster bed. There was a certain pleasure in watching him sleep, dolled up in his infinite comfort.
Like the addictive musk of ink mixing with blood.
He was Grandeur.
Memory : February 15, 2015.
Image : Feet.
Sniper : My Camera.
Spot : Home.
Place : Indore, Madhya Pradesh.
Image : Feet.
Sniper : My Camera.
Spot : Home.
Place : Indore, Madhya Pradesh.
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