mempries (Remove filter)
Winter Love
memories taste
like snowflakes on my tongue
and melt in my soul
love remains
like ice on the garden pond
in the memory of water
Monday 10th February 2020 1:48 pm
mempries (Remove filter)
memories taste
like snowflakes on my tongue
and melt in my soul
love remains
like ice on the garden pond
in the memory of water
Monday 10th February 2020 1:48 pm
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