In Naiveté
There will always be that place Somewhere between time and space where grace shines Like the efflorescent moon hanging as […]
There will always be that place Somewhere between time and space where grace shines Like the efflorescent moon hanging as […]
A love letter to you would be to the world a long letter The words I cook up are heated
We started the climb with the hope of touching the stars We reached the top and realized that the stars