Jul 2018
And when you least expect it,
My darling,
A wave will swell above you
As crests caress your arms
And bobbing
Serene–
You’ll float in
Endless bliss.
My darling,
A wave will swell above you
As crests caress your arms
And bobbing
Serene–
You’ll float in
Endless bliss.
(22/F)
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