A Beach-full Night Curtain

That voice I so adore was an outcast in sunny day of beach shores, when everyone so tall and so short enjoyed the gallons of water, flowing across the sun-dried floor. I waited with yet not so smoked cigarette in my hand for to let day close its door. Untimely wait with pretentious eyes kept

A Grateful night

Fear of unknown, fear of getting in touch with a stranger on social web. It was all there when I met him online. In the most usual way, Facebook. It was the love for web-series that got us in touch. Never saw him or met him before. But something got clicked. His suggestion for new