Monday, July 21, 2014

One Flew Over the Candle's Wax

As the scent of vanilla wax filled my apartment I took a shower, with only one candle to light the event. To my surprise a stranger chimed in to the occasion with the desire to cherish the beautiful light at the end of the tunnel. And like that, the stranger perpetuated its prescence, like the mosquitoe trapped in the resin in its silent requiem.


Check out the haiku in my Tumblr. Yes! it's finally here. Show your love <3 p="">

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