Jan 2018
She spoke of dreams
and chasing shooting stars
under galactic blankets
that covered them warm...
He kissed her quiet
"Shhh darlin'
you're doing it again..
you're reading my
thoughts"
and chasing shooting stars
under galactic blankets
that covered them warm...
He kissed her quiet
"Shhh darlin'
you're doing it again..
you're reading my
thoughts"
(Beirut, Lebanon)
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