Pictures and words sting
Stung by words and by pictures
And if only I could bring
Fourth in authenticity
Forward all else that was missing...
Instead of being a guilty culprit
In the matter they're all dismissing
First upon the platform
With you cradled upon my shoulders
Or in my arms, with my face in your hair;
Kissing
Jun 8, 2021
Jun 8, 2021 at 8:46 PM UTC
Pictures and words sting
Stung by words and by pictures
And if only I could bring
Fourth in authenticity
Forward all else that was missing...
Instead of being a guilty culprit
In the matter they're all dismissing
First upon the platform
With you cradled upon my shoulders
Or in my arms, with my face in your hair;
Kissing
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