Share with me
Give me your fledging feelings
I will shape them into something probable
And I cherish the rain
that musters under your feet
Tansy herbes of the heart
would turn you into Eve
And I as Adam drinking
the nectar of your countenance
Nov 10, 2021
Nov 10, 2021 at 11:17 AM UTC
Share with me
Give me your fledging feelings
I will shape them into something probable
And I cherish the rain
that musters under your feet
Tansy herbes of the heart
would turn you into Eve
And I as Adam drinking
the nectar of your countenance
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