Sorry For Being Not Here.Story Follows
Within The Next Couple of Days. X
The breeze of the morn
Scatters musk in its train,
Fragrance borne
From my fair love's lane.
Ere the world wastes,
Sleep no more: arise!
The caravan hastes,
The sweet scent dies.
[Rumi]
The breeze of the morn
Scatters musk in its train,
Fragrance borne
From my fair love's lane.
Ere the world wastes,
Sleep no more: arise!
The caravan hastes,
The sweet scent dies.
[Rumi]
