What is there to love, except, some words of wit, cadence of praise in bountiful lores of delicious taste, a beguiling line of face called smile and thunderous call called words blood flowing like ink of life writing stories of endless pain and plight
Loving you
Loving you
Loving you
What is there to love, except, some words of wit, cadence of praise in bountiful lores of delicious taste, a beguiling line of face called smile and thunderous call called words blood flowing like ink of life writing stories of endless pain and plight