Whispers of Wanting
sure, we struggled holding strong hands at times-
wars of words hurting hearts, but never going to bed angry;
MAKING UP by MAKING LOVE - (whispers of him wanting me)
for he is my beginning that never ends....
Copyright © Lu Loo | Year Posted 2020
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