We had our moments in the sun. Smiling caressing waves floating swollen heads onto fluffed soft cotton.
Conflict would have her day. True character is exposed by such timbres of the suffering seeking relief.
Dennis Mantin
We had our moments in the sun. Smiling caressing waves floating swollen heads onto fluffed soft cotton.
Conflict would have her day. True character is exposed by such timbres of the suffering seeking relief.
Dennis Mantin