I loved the way he let his days go,
delicate...
I loved the way he touched me,
delicate...
His face would soften when he looked at me
delicate...
His scent, his hands, his voice
delicate...
Tucked away in my heart I hold him
delicate...
Jul 12, 2017
Jul 12, 2017 at 3:07 PM UTC
I loved the way he let his days go,
delicate...
I loved the way he touched me,
delicate...
His face would soften when he looked at me
delicate...
His scent, his hands, his voice
delicate...
Tucked away in my heart I hold him
delicate...
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