The aromatic smell
The aromatic smell of the freshly baked bread hung in the airThrough the glass window across the ocean of tables I see it“ Its the croissant” he yelps in joy…
The aromatic smell of the freshly baked bread hung in the airThrough the glass window across the ocean of tables I see it“ Its the croissant” he yelps in joy…
Unicorns of pink shades and purple hues.Its horn with glitter blues.The magical sky was overfilled with the northern lights.I could feel each beat in these silent nights. The Saturn rings…