i want you to stroke and dip your brushes onto my canvas until my symphony crescendos into the twilight zone of our love.
and if your saxophone needs blowing i'll sweep all the air from my lungs.
May 24, 2015
May 24, 2015 at 12:26 AM UTC
i want you to stroke and dip your brushes onto my canvas until my symphony crescendos into the twilight zone of our love.
and if your saxophone needs blowing i'll sweep all the air from my lungs.
