late night moon
like honey in a spoon
swans in their last flight
missing you so much
craving for your touch
like mist in the air
you are here and there
filling all my voids
some thing I CANNOT AVOID!!
like honey in a spoon
swans in their last flight
missing you so much
craving for your touch
like mist in the air
you are here and there
filling all my voids
some thing I CANNOT AVOID!!
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