“As pretty as a perfect painting”
As pretty as a perfect painting She told me. You make me feel beautiful and wanted and I told her. Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder, he, who can see… Continue reading
As pretty as a perfect painting She told me. You make me feel beautiful and wanted and I told her. Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder, he, who can see… Continue reading
Regards to a old memory I know love is never fair sweet memory. Need perfect timing, proper place and same need. Rarely do two people meet at the same wants. I’m alright .… Continue reading
Never left Michigan Years ago. I wanted to see the whole world. Drink wine in Basel and Paris, dance in the streets of Florence and read poetry at Hyde Park in London.… Continue reading