Feb 2020
As I lay in this old bed,
I think fondly of
The fruits of my love,
As well as hers,
Which need a bit of time
To ripen out of sourness,
And into a world of sweet.
I think fondly of
The fruits of my love,
As well as hers,
Which need a bit of time
To ripen out of sourness,
And into a world of sweet.
Everyone else: not using notes section.
Me: telling stories and jokes in notes section.
Side note: this is not anything perverse. Just expressing a relationship as fruit.
Me: telling stories and jokes in notes section.
Side note: this is not anything perverse. Just expressing a relationship as fruit.
