My life is music, martinis and the breeze. The city breeze, the sea, and the brisk tingle of life kissing my lips. September seeps into me like herbs in hot water- I’m boiling , enthralled in the moment, so deeply I forget to speak.
My life is music, martinis and the breeze. The city breeze, the sea, and the brisk tingle of life kissing my lips. September seeps into me like herbs in hot water- I’m boiling , enthralled in the moment, so deeply I forget to speak.