Day: August 5, 2013
soft interlude
every thought of you
dawns like a blessing
lost in the chase
I often run into you
you brush me by
whispering love
breathing life
through my every pore
my cashmere paradise
every thought of you
dawns like a blessing
lost in the chase
I often run into you
you brush me by
whispering love
breathing life
through my every pore
my cashmere paradise