. when a drizzle fades beyond the secluded hilltops, when a sprinkle looses its mind and so do you, when a tickle startles your hidden senses, a beautiful mist charms your heart in the midst of the winter buds . . .
. when a drizzle fades beyond the secluded hilltops, when a sprinkle looses its mind and so do you, when a tickle startles your hidden senses, a beautiful mist charms your heart in the midst of the winter buds . . .