Apr 2022
my sweet acorn laid there,
to feel your love
the thirst is spoken.
let it go on this way forever,
this dewy feeling,
with your wild acres
and cool brown hair.
to feel your love
the thirst is spoken.
let it go on this way forever,
this dewy feeling,
with your wild acres
and cool brown hair.
(60/M/croydon)
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