
Grey Sky
I know the look of storm clouds. The loose forms of their grey blackness brings dark realities to a blue sky. But birds still soar for the love of getting high.
Love always, Esha ❤
Grey Sky
I know the look of storm clouds. The loose forms of their grey blackness brings dark realities to a blue sky. But birds still soar for the love of getting high.
Love always, Esha ❤