My bird

113 10 2
                                    

But if I kiss you will your mouth read this truth,

Darling how I miss you, strawberries taste how lips do,

And its not complete yet, mustn't get our feet wet,

Cause that leads to regret, diving in too soon,

And I'll owe it all to you, my little bird.

Days if gabes lifeМесто, где живут истории. Откройте их для себя