She know not any language. No word could suffice.
Tremor of adoration is not just, 'I love you' and
'I adore you' is not enough. It will not do.
So she gathers every flower and she devours them.
*A yellow Tulip for my beloved one, I shower you with white roses
Reply, not in sun kissed carnation, but in bright red.*
I love you, adore you. Love me too.
Aug 31, 2013
Aug 31, 2013 at 12:06 PM UTC
She know not any language. No word could suffice.
Tremor of adoration is not just, 'I love you' and
'I adore you' is not enough. It will not do.
So she gathers every flower and she devours them.
*A yellow Tulip for my beloved one, I shower you with white roses
Reply, not in sun kissed carnation, but in bright red.*
I love you, adore you. Love me too.
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