her nimble play perched on you
tethered and free in your shadow
don’t leave yet, winter is just around the corner
please don’t wither yet, fence mightily cupped onto your bosom
the twigs shall speak how fiercely you treasured her
her nimble play perched on you
tethered and free in your shadow
don’t leave yet, winter is just around the corner
please don’t wither yet, fence mightily cupped onto your bosom
the twigs shall speak how fiercely you treasured her
The nostalgic credence... 