Speaks volumes
our fingers intertwining.
Summer’s almost upon us.
Lips slightly parted as we kissed
Falling petals, bits by bits.
Fold into many pieces we rise and fall.
No words, just a moment…
Speaks volumes
our fingers intertwining.
Summer’s almost upon us.
Lips slightly parted as we kissed
Falling petals, bits by bits.
Fold into many pieces we rise and fall.
No words, just a moment…
Sometimes a moment is all we have. 🙂
So true 🙂