She is so delicate
My worry and pain became nothing around her
The smell of her perfume clouds my thoughts
The taste of her lips never leaves mine
She was, she is my joy
Always will be
Mar 19, 2015
Mar 19, 2015 at 11:05 PM UTC
She is so delicate
My worry and pain became nothing around her
The smell of her perfume clouds my thoughts
The taste of her lips never leaves mine
She was, she is my joy
Always will be
