Love's ghost possesses me to pick flowers
Sending whispers though my window, as I rest my eyes
Under dark skies my mind wonders though fields of fragrances
Sweet scents ****** me drawing me to a bouquet
That I will give to you when I wake
You, the girl of my dreams
Jun 22, 2017
Jun 22, 2017 at 7:19 PM UTC
Love's ghost possesses me to pick flowers
Sending whispers though my window, as I rest my eyes
Under dark skies my mind wonders though fields of fragrances
Sweet scents ****** me drawing me to a bouquet
That I will give to you when I wake
You, the girl of my dreams
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