My Unique Friend...
A person whom I felt ,did not exist.
A person who meant nothing to me,
sprang to my needs.
A person whose shy shimmer filled me with trust
And I knew my mate was found.
Still fear ran through my spine,
Knew not why; melancholia
showed its way to a worthy doubt.
A...
A person who meant nothing to me,
sprang to my needs.
A person whose shy shimmer filled me with trust
And I knew my mate was found.
Still fear ran through my spine,
Knew not why; melancholia
showed its way to a worthy doubt.
A...