Still, my heart writes letters to her in the wee hours when emptiness pervades and the longing of the soul does not go away. The last words memories replay are, I love you. Please stay.
Eroticism, romance, and intimacy through poetry.
Still, my heart writes letters to her in the wee hours when emptiness pervades and the longing of the soul does not go away. The last words memories replay are, I love you. Please stay.
Beautiful Thoughts 