“I once had a rose named after me and I was very flattered. But I was not pleased to read the description in the catalogue: ‘No good in a bed, but fine up against a wall’.”
now i’m dry of faults; wait for the rain;
soleil all over you, warm sun…
To know you means a lot of things: lot of love, lot of dreams.
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To explain you means my heart in show.
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map