Being with you was like dancing in a monsoon on a sweltering Carolina summer's day. It was floating on your back in the ocean with your eyes closed. It was the buzz of babbling bumblebees in a rose garden. It was moonlight breaking through my curtains at 3am when I can’t sleep.
Apr 11, 2017
Apr 11, 2017 at 6:30 PM UTC
Being with you was like dancing in a monsoon on a sweltering Carolina summer's day. It was floating on your back in the ocean with your eyes closed. It was the buzz of babbling bumblebees in a rose garden. It was moonlight breaking through my curtains at 3am when I can’t sleep.
