Love's language is imprecise,
fits more like mittens than gloves.
Mots clés poetry
One can slide between poor and rich, the difference as slight as between paper and parchment, one voice and a choir, arms hanging by sides and a hug.
Jeannine AtkinsPage 1 de 1.
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