In the quiet of sunrise, a murmured serenade, As the sun pussyfoots through the drapery of night's shade. A material of varieties, a divine dance,
By GOWTHAM2 years ago in Poets
K - Kissable Cupid’s bow I - Icy-colored lip gloss S - Smooth as silk S - Sweet as honey ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** **
By Mother Combs2 years ago in Poets
