The Writers' Circle

Peaches and happy days,

It's lush, we can be ourselves around each other.

Like a puzzle; each piece fits 

The heart consumed, 

Lost in time, 

Where every second counts.

Hours pass by,

A Kodak moment, capturing your sweet smile 

Consumed in a memory 

Kept close to your heart

Now and forever 

It's a Polaroid picture of a sunset and moonlight just for xu

Jidos reality