The magical maharashi and his princessa......💙💙💙
When his princessa cries..she cries a rainbow...she cries a river...she cries a hole in the ground...
she cries for love...she cries a sad song...she cries a shiver...
And sometimes she even cries for him to....
After a long warm bath in their grand bathub.....
The distance between them...almost as they pass by each others like ghosts in the same room..
She knows she is loosing him...and begs him for mercy.... but the maharashis mind is somewhere else
Slowly she tries to accept the facts...
But asks...as a pathetic desperat lover for one last kiss...
Free is now the maharashi to be with his precious red haired of his true dreams.....
