Teatimedrinker 1
Southern California
Why can’t stop myself writing poems of desire? What is it that I hope to comprise?
To find you unexpectedly? Could that event transpire? You may have been there, but I think I closed my eye…
Why can’t stop myself writing poems of desire? What is it that I hope to comprise?
To find you unexpectedly? Could that event transpire? You may have been there, but I think I closed my eye…