She wore flowers in her hair..
sometimes to the vulgarity of disappointment. We need to enjoy the bosom of love when love is near and tried not to weep when love leave us empty and sad. She fell asleep… Continue reading
sometimes to the vulgarity of disappointment. We need to enjoy the bosom of love when love is near and tried not to weep when love leave us empty and sad. She fell asleep… Continue reading
Addicted to love. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Need to have many dances and know a whole lot of laughter. Life is to be lived. Addicted to love.. True love,foolish love.Tantalizing dances into… Continue reading