Love's in print
Love's in print
Trailed accross my rough fingers
Whispered from my almost sealed lips
Love is a misty dream
That I always see with clear eyes
I want
I long
With few, certain words
I could love the same way given the chance
Love's in print
Trailed accross my rough fingers
Whispered from my almost sealed lips
Love is a misty dream
That I always see with clear eyes
I want
I long
With few, certain words
I could love the same way given the chance
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