Freehand Writing, Haunting, Heart, Imagine, Love, Memories, Shadow, WritingsThe Window Drops falling in murderous cold, glass fogged with no repose, I look for someone with eyes wandering, in distant places,in memories haunting, I look as far as I can see, for any shadow,for any imagery, that took my breath away few years back, now she haunts me with every exhalation I have. TweetWhatsAppLike this:Like Loading... Related Standard