Weeping willows wail, wondering why winter walked away without wanting to wave goodbye.
Wintry winds and wild whispers weave their wishes in wantoness. While I watch warmth wrap my wrist and well-built waist.
Warm, warm, waveless waters.
Whist, windless wornout weather wins.
Apr 11, 2023
Apr 11, 2023 at 5:33 AM UTC
Weeping willows wail, wondering why winter walked away without wanting to wave goodbye.
Wintry winds and wild whispers weave their wishes in wantoness. While I watch warmth wrap my wrist and well-built waist.
Warm, warm, waveless waters.
Whist, windless wornout weather wins.