Last night I dreamt of you. You were there. In shapes, in forms, in colors. A sign of your passage, a track of your beauty, a glow of your firesource. Look into these eyes and see the size of the flame. I can’t wait.
Last night I dreamt of you. You were there. In shapes, in forms, in colors. A sign of your passage, a track of your beauty, a glow of your firesource. Look into these eyes and see the size of the flame. I can’t wait.