Sep 2020
You should sleep! Capture back in the captivity of soft, embracing lapels, in budding caresses, and leave them free and rich to be comforted by my sweetheart in the time of caring, maternal hand - reversing delights! Because anyone can say anything! You can chant and crack symbolic and preaching words deep in your heart
there is still a treasure you can’t forget a proud, prodigal will! In a dream, the ship glides with honey, if you love to embrace I have chosen! When my eyes fall asleep, I think of the forgotten, happy accomplishments: In sincere beats, we nudged each other the immortality that connects our hearts!
The good words were left behind, and the caress that filled the Universe as well: In the clenched hands, the sweat of grace collided and tensed! And if my baby-busting sweetheart were here, I would also comfort the footprint of his feet with kisses; chatter-stumbling unfortunate silly, experimental everything! - We are wrong and we are responsible, at the same time!
I’m in it: I didn’t really reveal my hidden self-incognito. and my sweetheart, with Cassandra's eyes, had long sworn on someone else's side without even asking his heart: How are you in storms of emotion? He quickly forgot about his emotions! - We knew the word, the act of the southern company, and we did not deal with it, the ancestral chain of consequences: We became addicted to mutual good deeds, complimenting flirtation - but there will be plenty of time when our sin and the burden of our goodness are put in a pan,
and our size to judge! Perfect, captivating attraction, it feels Order may have been achieved anyway, and yet we had a sieve of offering opportunities to fail!
there is still a treasure you can’t forget a proud, prodigal will! In a dream, the ship glides with honey, if you love to embrace I have chosen! When my eyes fall asleep, I think of the forgotten, happy accomplishments: In sincere beats, we nudged each other the immortality that connects our hearts!
The good words were left behind, and the caress that filled the Universe as well: In the clenched hands, the sweat of grace collided and tensed! And if my baby-busting sweetheart were here, I would also comfort the footprint of his feet with kisses; chatter-stumbling unfortunate silly, experimental everything! - We are wrong and we are responsible, at the same time!
I’m in it: I didn’t really reveal my hidden self-incognito. and my sweetheart, with Cassandra's eyes, had long sworn on someone else's side without even asking his heart: How are you in storms of emotion? He quickly forgot about his emotions! - We knew the word, the act of the southern company, and we did not deal with it, the ancestral chain of consequences: We became addicted to mutual good deeds, complimenting flirtation - but there will be plenty of time when our sin and the burden of our goodness are put in a pan,
and our size to judge! Perfect, captivating attraction, it feels Order may have been achieved anyway, and yet we had a sieve of offering opportunities to fail!
