Wednesday, August 08, 2012

A Forever Kind of Love With Clouds.



I wish you could see the beauty of the sky when it's flooded so wonderfully with clouds the way I see it
It's so grandly set and yet ever moving
The blueness of the sky set against the fluffiness of the soft and comfortable white clouds.

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