Honey.

Wallace

Sweet thing.

Without you my life would be sour.

To my soul you have brought a flavoursome taste.

To my heart the early birds do always sing.

 

  • Author: Wallace (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 21st, 2018 03:22
  • Category: Unclassified
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