it may not always be so;and i say
that if your lips,which i have loved,should touch
another’s,…that i may go unto him,and take his hands,
saying,Accept all happiness from me.
enough to make it seem like I was only there long enough to disappear…
......you’ll say “fine” and ask me how I’m doing.
And then I’ll lie…
Golden haze… another morning, feels like yesterday.
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map