May 2015
I want to plant kisses all over you
and when we turn old,
they’ll grow into wrinkles.
The adventures we've gone on
will be imprinted in your mind
and they will sprout into
beautiful memories.
I've already laid a bed of flowers on you,
and I'm just watching you blossom.
and when we turn old,
they’ll grow into wrinkles.
The adventures we've gone on
will be imprinted in your mind
and they will sprout into
beautiful memories.
I've already laid a bed of flowers on you,
and I'm just watching you blossom.
I wrote the first three lines a while ago, but I thought I'd add on. It's sloppy but I liked how it turned out. I love my handsome man♥
(WI)
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