Red carnations, keep me company this evening..You and me at the window looking out at the Rain form rivulets in the stadium..
Keep me company through this night too, like you did the last one. Your red will break the monotony of black and white text.
Perhaps, if you will, the morning too..
These transactions will wither away in time… But your stunning bloom would have made some sweet moments of my life..
Perhaps, isn’t this what all associations are about?
