They Fall With Grace,
Two Petals of a Rose, Out Of Faith,
That The Gravity Of Earth will Bind Them,
In Shape Of Lips …
And The Fate will Not Betray Them
Galvanizing an Impact Of Soft Landing on Earth,
Be Hold The memories made …You Earthling
Beware … what a heavenly Moment You are Kissed,
In The Most Fragile touch Breathe softly
as memories of The Kiss will Last an eternity.
To Long For
To Be Kissed again
and The reflections in the souls.
will certainly Create Depth of Awareness.
So Gather those Touchy Moments and Rejoice,
The petals of her fragrance are in The Air
All you have to Do is gather them
Don’t Leave them On a chance
To be Together again
Touched in Form Of LIPS.
M. Bugi is an artist living in the Netherlands who is an activist on behalf of the Kalash, an ethnic group of the Hindu Kush mountain range, residing in the Chitral district of the North-West Frontier Province of Pakistan. They speak the Kalash language, from the Dardic family of Indo-Aryan Languages, and are considered a unique tribe among the Indo-Aryan stock.
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