Prepare: Ramadan Is Coming

You and I

Sparkles ✨

Friction of Bliss

Let the heart break,
Let it take another form;
Let the candles burn
With the friction of winds;
Let the trees become a cradle
This night;
Where we lie unto the laps;
And forget all of ourselves…
Swing with the
Invisible flute…
Sleeping with the closer dreams;
Wishing nothing;
But loving everything…

-Morvick We are here…