Another
love poem for my wife, a bit more playful this time
When my tiny, shining love is smiling,
My ashen heart attains a sheen of palliation.
She taunts with shots of advanceward glances,
Tantamount to knitting knots for already confused thoughts.
Another
love poem for my wife, a bit more playful this time
When my tiny, shining love is smiling,
My ashen heart attains a sheen of palliation.
She taunts with shots of advanceward glances,
Tantamount to knitting knots for already confused thoughts.
Love poem for my wife 5
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