StoryTeller13
Creative.
The gold flecks in her blue eyes.
The suns reflection on the water.
The last flow of paint on the canvas.
The ending to your favorite book.
The sound of your typing on the keyboard.
It's silent, but loud.
It's searching without being found.
It's unique.
It's wonderful.
It's creative.
Creative.
The gold flecks in her blue eyes.
The suns reflection on the water.
The last flow of paint on the canvas.
The ending to your favorite book.
The sound of your typing on the keyboard.
Creative.