Love's language is imprecise,
fits more like mittens than gloves.
Tag: 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 AtkinsPagina 1 di 1.
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