The search of something we love…

Literature

A literature of life, love, and letting go. Across seasons of the year, the rising and setting of the sun, and the feelings of first love/ heartbreaks. The book entails the beauty in the waiting or the playing, until marriage. A loving part once more, my love…

Poetry

When her mother passed away… Her father left flowers and wrote a letter to her every week for a year.

Calligraphy/ Illustration

‘Well in that case’, she said stopping, putting her arms around his shoulders.
‘Take me on a journey.’

Rendition

Can’t Help Falling In Love
What I’ve Been Looking For (Reprise)
You Are The Reason
Made For You
Think I’m In Love With You
Leave Before You Love Me

Bouquet

He loved flowers, because every flower became a reminder of her…

Cordially Invited

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