Sitting down each other, holding wealthiest northeastern hands, starring the youngest faces on earth before, how happy they truly are, some kind of slow dances on the beach sands in the earliest night came gently and moist, near into the coast, it has been really toasted, on the time was connecting toward, those naked lips came closely inward inches ahead, admitted to kissing on the spot, or
the poem reader who cherishes upon a certain word to described her beauty gleams heavenly in kindness, the inner equality was an even deeper, upbeat and downbeat song to follow along with an uproarious tune, untwine of the melody is to falling in love over again and again, romancing was kept strongly indeed, one good fate is worth wild free
Written by
Michael James Brindley
3-30-20
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