An eternal memory that burns Like hellfire
We fell in love on the hood of His red corvette
Reborn, renewed, alive, fresh From loves womb
No words, only the depth of Our silence
Born together this night
Rivers of living waters flowed
Nearby
He kept me warm with his all Consuming passion
Hearts pounding, love raging Against the hood of his Red Corvette
Shar Da Nay
1/21/2021
5:29 am
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