
“Those sandpaper snores, deep sonorous thunderstorm, comforting and quaint.”
‘ like the frozen seed/longs for the warmth of springtime/so I, long for you’
“Arrow through my heart, no pain just bliss (for a while), til it gets pulled out.”
"Tis not too late to seek a newer world"
“Those sandpaper snores, deep sonorous thunderstorm, comforting and quaint.”
‘ like the frozen seed/longs for the warmth of springtime/so I, long for you’
“Arrow through my heart, no pain just bliss (for a while), til it gets pulled out.”