HOME for me is not the hut made with wood
Or the beachside house with all luxuries, my home is where I find you in your messy bun , in stale self with two arms welcoming me , your sweat fragrance and untidy self is where I get my home my heaven !
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Thoughtful Quotes By Sombell
Poetrya collection of quotes, extracts and poems-- free from any bias towards chauvinism, feminism or sexism! (experiences. lessons. observations)
