by Bilal Saloo
Inhaling the scent of melted wax, of candles,
lit and burned down to their plate,
forever present, an aroma lingers in moving air, Continue reading “Flame”
by Bilal Saloo
Inhaling the scent of melted wax, of candles,
lit and burned down to their plate,
forever present, an aroma lingers in moving air, Continue reading “Flame”