August Dreamer
Dusk falls in, I stand again to glimpse the dwells of man,
Through the orifice as i always as thrice months before.
I dreamt of us again, walking the aisle together,
Though the aroma lingers around my dwelling.
I hold thy hand gently, embrace towards me,
With abundant of...
Through the orifice as i always as thrice months before.
I dreamt of us again, walking the aisle together,
Though the aroma lingers around my dwelling.
I hold thy hand gently, embrace towards me,
With abundant of...