I adore you most during the quietest times of the day
When everything seems so still
I long for you most during the quietest times of the day
Your hands against my aching skin
Heal me
So we can enjoy the stillness together
Our own little world of silence
Oct 25, 2020
Oct 25, 2020 at 3:13 AM UTC
I adore you most during the quietest times of the day
When everything seems so still
I long for you most during the quietest times of the day
Your hands against my aching skin
Heal me
So we can enjoy the stillness together
Our own little world of silence
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