*Hiding in the plantain fields
From rain's yearn of touch
With a fear of falling in love
Drenched me to the core
Leaving no other way of
Slipping away from his hands
Being the first man to perceive
The virtue of my femininity!*
Sep 2, 2016
Sep 2, 2016 at 2:22 AM UTC
*Hiding in the plantain fields
From rain's yearn of touch
With a fear of falling in love
Drenched me to the core
Leaving no other way of
Slipping away from his hands
Being the first man to perceive
The virtue of my femininity!*
