a poem about someone I once loved and still sleep with sometimes years later.
there is an expression in my native language that says "to be able to read someone like an open book". this is what he doe...
When our lips glanced at each other, I could have sworn the eclipse happened, time paused for the beauty, the angels sang. When weird and beautiful mix, something beautifully magical is created.
a poem about someone I once loved and still sleep with sometimes years later.
there is an expression in my native language that says "to be able to read someone like an open book". this is what he doe...
When our lips glanced at each other, I could have sworn the eclipse happened, time paused for the beauty, the angels sang. When weird and beautiful mix, something beautifully magical is created.