All Rights Reserved ©
Love came and whisper to me, your life is finite, and you an exquisite imperfection, someday you will fall like the leaves and your blood won't be red any more, you will pass the gate of silence, at the intersection between the forgettable before and the unending after, so, don't put it off, find the sun on your eye and the songs on your heart, give rest in the poetry of light.
Love came and whisper to me, your life is finite, and you an exquisite imperfection, someday you will fall like the leaves and your blood won’t be red any more, you will pass the gate of silence, at the intersection between the forgettable before and the unending after, so, don’t put it off, find the sun on your eye and the songs on your heart, give rest in the poetry of light.
Authors can write and upload their manuscripts on Inkit for free and writers retain 100% of their copyrights while writing on Inkitt
Readers can read all books for free, without any ads and give the authors feedback.
Books that perform well based on their reader engagement are published on our Galatea app.
