your soft gaze in the warm sunset
your whispers of good night and sleep tight
your sweaty palm brushing my nape
in the midst of ache I can't escape
Feb 24, 2013
Feb 24, 2013 at 9:26 PM UTC
your soft gaze in the warm sunset
your whispers of good night and sleep tight
your sweaty palm brushing my nape
in the midst of ache I can't escape
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