Like waterfall mist – tears imbue my soliloquy.
Overflowing my hollowed heart – like a music box
of memories – as I slip into soft, sweet melancholy…
Joining in Grace Black’s TLT Throwback – Four, as I just couldn’t resist this photograph.
Prompt: Destination. 3 lines, 10 words max per line…
The Last Krystallos 
S. w . e. e . t . ❤ ❤ ❤